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EDWARD  WAVEKLEY. 


Wavkrlky,  Frontis. 


The  Waverley  Novels 

By  SIR  WALTER  ^COTT 


WAVERLEY 


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WAVERLEY 

Edward  Waverley Frontispiece 

■'  The  Haron  .  .  .  drank  to  the  health  and  prosperity  of  Mac-Ivor" 
"  The    ardor    of    the    poet    seemed    to    ci^mmunicate    itself  to  the 

audience  " 

"The  unfortunate  man   fell" 

"  Fergus  stood  erect    in   the    sledge,  and   .    .    .    rc])lictl,    '  (l<ni  save 

King  James  '  " 


PUBLISHERS'  NOTICE 

TO    THE   PRESENT   EDITION   OF   1892. 


It  is  now  little  over  sixty  years — viz.  in  1829-33 — since  the 
first  Collected  Edition  of  the  Waverley  Novels  was  issued, 
having  been  printed  from  a  copy  carefully  revised  by  the 
Author,  and  embodying  the  last  finishing  touches  give  to  his 
"  Magnum  Opus."  Tliis  annotated  copy  came  into  the  present 
publishers'  hands  along  with  the  then  existhig  Copyrights  in 
18/)],  and  forms  in  itself  one  of  the  most  valuable  and  inter- 
esting legacies  of  the  Author  of  IFaverlei/,  and  the  standard 
autliority  for  accuracy  of  text. ' 

In  preparing  tliis  new  edition,  Scott's  last  revision  has  been 
strictly  adtwred  to,  but  a  careful  (loUation  with  tlie  copy  abova 
referred  to  has  occasioned  some  important  alterations  and  the 
correction  of  several  typograi)hical  errors.  The  notes  contrib- 
uted U)  a  previous  edition  by  the  late  David  Laing,  LL.D., 
who  was  a  personal  friend  of  Scott's,  and  secretary  of  the 
Bannatyne  Club,  are  retained  in  tlie  present  issue. 

As  an  illustrated  edition  this  will  occupy  a  distinct  place, 
provided  as  it  will  be  with  stune  2r>()  illustrations  by  leading 
artists  of  the  day,  each  novel  being  exclusively  in  the  hands 
of  one  artist,  while  tlic  engraving  and  general  superintendence 
of  the  illustrations  luis  been  entrusted  to  iMr.  J.  J).  Cooper  of 
London. 

Another  feature  of  this  edition  consists  in  the  ample  Glossa- 
EIE.S,  explanatory  of  obscure  words,  phrases,  and  allusions, 
which  have  been  sj)ecially  ])re|)ared  for  it  with  considerable 
pains  and  mueh  vabied  iussistance. 

The  publishers  have  tliought  it  not  vnifitting,  on  this  occa- 

>  bee  Note,  next  page. 


6  PUBLISHERS'    NOTICE. 

sion,  to  associate  this  edition  with  the  name  of  Dryhurghf 
where  in  1832  the  remains  of  the  illustrious  Author  "  were  laid 
by  the  side  of  his  wife,  in  the  sepulchre  of  his  ancestors." 

A.  &  C.  BLACK. 
London,  October,  1892. 

Note. — The  Copy  of  the  Waverley  Novels  ahove  referred  to  is  thns  de- 
scribed in  the  PnrticulnrK  of  the  various  editions  of  the  Works  of  Sir  Walter 
Scott,  drawn  up  and  circulated  at  the  time  of  their  sale  in  1851:  "The 
W^averley  Novels,  edition  in  48  Vols.  fcp.  8vo,  the  publication  of  which 
commenced  on  1st  June  1829,  closed  on  1st  May  1833,  had  attached  to  it, 
New  latrodxictionSy  Notes,  and  Additions  to  the  Text,  by  Sir  Walter  Scott, 
all  as  exhibited  in  a  Copy  Annotated  by  the  Author  in  Demy  Octavo, 
in  the  possession  of  the  Vendors,  which,  as  it  sliows  these  additions,  and 
consequently  gives  Forty-two  Years'  Copyright  to  all  of  them  from  the 
date  of  the  publication  of  each  of  the  48  Vols,  will  be  delivered  to  the  pur- 
cliaser  of  the  property,  to  be  held  as  evidence  of  these  Additions  to  the 
Copyright." 


ADVERTISEMENT  AND  GENERAL  PREFACE 

TO   THE 

WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 


It  has  been  the  occasional  occupation  of  the  Author  of  "\Ya- 
vevley,  for  several  years  past,  to  revise  and  correct  the  volu- 
minous series  of  Novels  which  pass  under  that  name,  in  order 
that,  if  they  should  ever  appear  as  his  avowed  productions,  he 
might  render  them  in  some  degree  deserving  of  a  continuance 
of  the  public  favour  with  which  they  have  been  honoui-ed  ever 
since  their  lirst  appearance.  For  a  long  period,  however,  it 
seemed  likely  tliat  tlie  improved  and  illustrati'd  edition  wliieh 
he  meditated  would  be  a  posthumous  i)viblication.  l^ut  the 
course  of  tlie  events  which  occasioned  the  disclosure  of  the 
Author's  name  having,  in  a  great  measure,  restored  to  him  a 
sort  of  ])arental  control  over  these  Works,  he  is  naturally  in- 
duced to  give  them  to  the  press  in  a  correctcul,  and,  lu^  hopes, 
an  improved  form,  while  life  and  health  ])»'rmit  the  task  of  re- 
vising and  illustrating  them.  Simh  being  his  pur])Ose,  it  is 
necessary  to  say  a  few  words  on  the  plan  of  the  ])roposed 
Edition. 

In  stating  it  t^)  l)e  revised  and  corrected,  it  is  not  to  be  in- 
ferrt'il  that  any  attcmjit  is  made  to  altnr  tlu;  tenor  of  the  stories, 
the  character  of  the  ax'Un-H,  or  the  spirit  of  tlie  dialogue.  There 
is  no  donbt  ample  room  for  emendation  in  all  these  points, — 
but  where  the  tree  f.alls  it  must  lie.  Any  attempt  to  obviate 
critif'isni,  however  just,  by  altering  a  work  already  in  tlie 
hands  of  tln^  j)nblie,  is  generally  unsu('(;essfnl.  In  the  most 
improbable  lictiou,  the  reader  btill  desires  some  air  of  vraisem- 


8         ADVERTISEMENT  AND  GENERAL  PREFACE  TO 

hlonce,  and  does  not  relish  that  the  incidents  of  a  tale  familiar 
to  him  should  be  altered  to  suit  the  taste  of  critics,  or  the 
caprice  of  tlie  Author  himself.  This  process  of  feeling  is  so 
natural,  that  it  may  be  observed  even  in  children,  who  cannot 
endure  that  a  nursery  story  should  be  repeated  to  them  differ- 
ently from  the  manner  in  which  it  was  first  told. 

But  without  altering,  in  the  slightest  degree,  either  the 
story  or  the  mode  of  telling  it,  the  Author  has  taken  this  op- 
portunity to  correct  errors  of  the  press  and  slips  of  the  pen. 
That  such  shoidd  exist  cannot  be  wondered  at,  when  it  is 
considered  that  the  Publishers  fouiiA  it  their  interest  to  hurry 
through  the  press  a  succession  of  the  early  editions  of  the 
various  Novels,  and  that  the  Author  had  not  the  usual  op])or- 
tmiity  of  revision.  It  is  hoped  that  the  present  edition  will 
be  found  free  from  errors  of  that  accidental  kind. 

The  Author  has  also  ventured  to  make  some  emendations  of  a 
different  character,  which,  Avithout  being  such  ai)parent  devia- 
tions from  the  original  stories  as  to  disturb  the  reader's  old 
associations,  will,  he  thinks,  add  something  to  the  spirit  of 
the  dialogue,  nai-rative,  or  description.  These  consist  in  occa- 
sional pruning  where  the  language  is  redundant,  compres- 
sion where  the  style  is  loose,  infusion  of  vigour  where  it  is 
languid,  the  exchange  of  less  forcible  for  more  appropriate 
epithets — slight  alterations  in  short,  like  the  last  touches  of 
an  artist,  which  contribute  to  heighten  and  finish  the  picture, 
though  an  inexperienced  eye  can  hardly  detect  in  what  they 
consist. 

The  General  Preface  if)  the  new  Edition,  and  the  Introduc- 
tory Notices  to  each  separate  work,  will  contain  an  account  of 
sucli  circumstances  attending  the  first  publication  of  the  Novels 
and  Tales  as  may  appear  interesting  in  themselves,  or  proper 
to  be  commimicated  to  the  public.  The  Author  also  proposes 
to  j)uV>lish,  on  this  occasion,  the  various  legends,  family  tradi- 
tions, or  oljscure  historical  facts  which  have  formed  the  gi-ound- 
work  of  these  Novels,  and  to  give  some  account  of  the  places 
where  the  scenes  are  laid,  when  these  are  altogether,  or  in 
part,  real;  a.s  well  as  a  statement  of  particular  incidents 
founded  on  fact;  together  with  a  more  copious  Glossary,  and 


THE  WAVERLEY  NOVELS.  9 

Notes  explanatory  of  the  ancient  customs  and  popular  super- 
stitions referred  to  in  the  Romances. 

Upon  the  whole,  it  is  hoped  that  the  Waverley  Novels,  in 
their  new  di-ess,  will  not  be  found  to  have  lost  any  part  of 
their  attractions  in  consequence  of  receiving  illustrations  by 
the  Author,  and  undergoing  his  careful  revisiou. 
AiiUOTSfOKD,  Jaauary  1829, 


GENERAL  PHEFACE. 


And  must  I  ravel  out 

My  weavetl-up  follies  ? 

Richard  IT.  Act  iv. 

Ha  VINT,  undertaken  to  give  an  Introductory  Accoiuit  of  the 
compositions  which  are  here  offered  to  the  public,  with  Notes 
and  Illustrations,  the  Author,  under  whose  name  they  are  now 
for  the  first  time  collected,  feels  that  he  has  the  delicate  task 
of  speaking  more  of  himself  and  his  personal  concerns  than 
may  perhaps  be  either  graceful  or  prudent.  In  this  i)articular 
he  runs  the  risk  of  presenting  himself  to  the  public  in  the  re- 
lation that  the  dumb  wife  in  the  jest-book  held  to  her  hus- 
band, when,  having  spent  half  of  his  fortune  to  obtain  the  cure 
of  her  imperfection,  he  was  willing  to  have  bestowed  the  other 
half  to  restore  her  to  her  former  condition,  liut  this  is  a  risk 
inseparaljle  from  the  task  Avhich  the  Author  has  mulcrtaken, 
and  he  can  only  promise  to  be  as  little  of  an  egotist  as  the 
situation  will  permit.  It  is  perhaps  an  indifferent  sign  of  a 
disjKJsition  to  keep  his  word,  that,  having  introduced  himself 
in  the  third  person  singular,  he  proceeds  in  the  scfoiid  ])ara- 
graph  to  make  use  of  the  first.  liut  it  a])pears  to  him  that 
the  seeming  modesty  connected  with  the  former  mode  of  writ- 
ing is  overbalanced  by  the  inconvenience  of  stiffness  and  affec- 
tation which  attends  it  during  a  narrative  of  some  length,  and 
which  may  be  observed  less  or  nu)r(5  in  every  work  in  which 
the  third  j)erson  is  used,  from  the  Comwrntnrvis  of  Cccsar  to 
the  Aiitohinffrriphy  of  Alexandor  the  Cnrrprtnr.^ 

I  must  refer  to  a  very  early  period  *)f  my  life,  were  I  to 

'  A  name  a33umc<l  by  Alexander  Cniden,  best  known  as  the  author  of 
the  C'unrorihntrr,  Tfc  published  The  Adventures  of  Alexander  the  Corrector 
in  1754  and  1765  {L<iing), 


12  GENERAL  PREFACE  TO 

point  out  my  tirst  achievements  as  a  tale-teller;  but  I  believe 
some  of  my  old  schoolfellows  can  still  bear  witness  that  I  had 
a  distinguished  character  for  that  talent,  at  a  time  when  the 
applause  of  my  companions  was  my  recompense  for  the  dis- 
graces and  punishments  which  the  future  romance-writer  in- 
curred for  being  idle  himself,  and  keeping  others  idle,  durmg 
hours  that  should  have  been  employed  on  our  tasks.  The  chief 
enjoyment  of  my  holidays  Avas  to  es(^a])e  with  a  chosen  friend, 
who  had  the  same  taste  with  myself,  and  alternately  to  recite 
to  each  other  such  wild  adventures  as  Ave  were  able  to  devise. 
We  told,  each  in  turn,  interminable  tales  of  knight-errantry 
and  battles  and  enchantments,  which  were  continued  from  one 
day  to  another  as  opportimity  offered,  Avithout  our  ever  think- 
ing of  bringing  them  to  a  conclusion.  As  Ave  observed  a  strict 
secrecy  on  the  subject  of  this  intercourse,  it  acquired  all  the 
character  of  a  concealed  pleasure,  and  we  used  to  select  for  the 
scenes  of  our  indulgence  long  walks  through  the  solitary  and 
romantic  environs  of  Arthur's  Seat,  Salisbury  Crags,  Braid 
Hills,  and  similar  places  in  the  vicinity  of  Edinburgh;  and 
the  recollection  of  those  holidays  still  forms  an  oasis  in  the 
pilgrimage  which  I  have  to  look  back  upon.  I  have  only  to 
add,  that  my  friend '  still  lives,  a  prosperous  gentleman,  but 
too  much  occupied  Avith  graver  business  to  thank  me  for  indi- 
cating him  more  plainly  as  a  confidant  of  my  childish  mystery. 
AVhen  boyhood  advancing  into  youth  required  more  serious 
studies  and  graA'er  cares,  a  long  illness  threw  me  back  on  the 
kingdom  of  fiction,  as  if  it  were  by  a  species  of  fatality.  My 
indisposition  arose,  in  part  at  least,  fiom  my  haA^ng  broken  a 
blood-vessel;  and  motion  and  speech  Avere  for  a  long  time  pro- 
nounced positively  dangerous.  For  several  weeks  I  was  con- 
fined strictly  to  my  bed,  during  Avhich  time  I  was  not  allowed 
to  speak  above  a  Avhisper,  to  eat  more  than  a  spoonful  or  two 
of  boiled  rice,  or  to  have  more  covering  than  one  thin  counter- 
pane. When  the  reader  is  informed  that  I  Avas  at  this  time 
a  gi'owing  youth,  witji  the  spirits,  appetite,  and  impatience  of 
fifteen,  and  suffered,  of  course,  greatly  under  this  severe  regi- 
men, which  the  repeated  return  of  my  disorder  rendered  indis- 

'  John  Irving,  "Writer  to  the  Signet  in  Edinburgh,  died  1850  {Laing). 


THE  WAVERLEY  NOVELS.  13 

pensable,  he  ■will  not  be  surprised,  that  I  was  abandoned  to  my 
own  discretion,  so  far  as  reading  (my  almost  sole  amusement) 
was  concerned,  and  still  less  so,  that  I  abused  the  indulgence 
which  left  my  time  so  much  at  my  own  disposal. 

There  was  at  this  time  a  circulating  library  in  Edinburgh, 
founded,  I  believe,  by  the  celebrated  Allan  Eamsay,  which, 
besides  containing  a  most  respectable  collection  of  books  of 
every  description,  was,  as  might  have  been  expected,  peculiar- 
ly rich  in  works  of  fiction.  It  exhibited  specimens  of  every 
kind,  from  the  romances  of  chivalry  and  the  ponderous  folios 
of  Cyrus  and  Cassandra,  down  to  the  most  approved  works 
of  later  times.  I  was  plunged  into  this  great  ocean  of  read- 
ing without  compass  or  pilot ;  and,  unless  when  some  one  had 
the  charity  to  play  at  chess  with  me,  I  was  allowed  to  do  noth- 
ing save  read  from  morning  to  night.  I  was,  in  kindness  and 
pity,  which  was  perhaps  erroneous,  however  natural,  permitted 
to  select  my  subjects  of  study  at  my  own  pleasure,  upon  the 
same  princi])le  that  tlie  humours  of  children  are  indulged  to 
keep  them  out  of  mischief.  As  my  taste  and  appetite  were 
gratifitnl  in  nothing  else,  I  indemnified  myself  by  becoming  a 
glutt(;n  of  b(joks.  Accordingly,  I  believe  I  read  almost  all  the 
romances,  ohl  l)lays,  and  epic  pt^etry  in  that  formidable  collec- 
tion, and  no  doubt  was  unconsciously  amassing  materials  for 
the  task  in  wliich  it  lias  ])een  my  lot  to  be  so  much  employed. 

At  the  same  time  I  did  not  in  all  respects  abuse  the  license 
permitted  me.  Familiar  {yquaintance  with  tlie  specious  mira- 
cles of  fiction  brouglit  with  it  some  degree  of  satiety,  and  I 
began  by  degrees  to  seek  in  histories,  nicmoirs,  voyages  and 
travels,  and  the  like,  events  nearly  as  wondei-fiil  as  those 
whicli  weie  tlie  work  of  iniagiiiation,  with  \.\w  additional  ad- 
vantage that  tliey  were  at  least  in  a  great  measure  true.  The 
lapse  of  nearly  two  years,  during  whicli  1  was  left  to  the  exer- 
cise of  my  own  free  will,  was  followed  by  a  temporary  residence 
in  tlie  country,  wheit;  I  was  again  very  lonely  but  for  the 
amusement  which  T  derived  from  a  good  though  old-fashioned 
library.  The  vague  and  wild  use  which  I  made  of  this  advan- 
tage I  cannot  describe  better  than  by  referring  my  reader  to 
the  desultory  studies  of  Waverley  in  a  similar  situation,  tlie 


1-4  GENERAL  PREFACE   TO 

passages  concerning  whose  course  of  reading  were  imitated 
from  recollections  of  my  own.  It  must  be  understood  that 
the  resemblance  extends  no  farther. 

Time,  as  it  glided  on,  brought  the  blessings  of  conlirmed 
health  and  personal  strength,  to  a  degree  which  had  never 
been  expected  or  hoped  for.  The  severe  studies  necessary  to 
render  nie  lit  for  my  profession  occupied  the  greater  part  of 
my  time ;  and  the  society  of  my  friends  and  companions,  who 
were  about  to  enter  life  along  Avith  me,  filled  up  the  interval 
with  the  usual  amusements  of  young  men.  I  was  in  a  situa- 
tion which  rendered  serious  labour  indispensable ;  for,  neither 
possessing,  on  the  one  hand,  any  of  those  peculiar  advantages 
which  are  supposed  to  favour  a  hasty  advance  in  the  profes- 
sion of  tlie  law,  nov  being,  on  the  other  hand,  exposed  to  un- 
usual obstacles  to  interrupt  my  progress,  I  might  reasonably 
expect  to  succeed  according  to  the  greater  or  less  degree  of 
trouble  Avliich  I  should  take  to  qualify  myself  as  a  pleader. 

It  makes  no  part  of  the  present  story  to  detail  how  the  suc- 
cess of  a  few  ballads  had  the  effect  of  changing  all  the  purpose 
and  tenor  of  my  life,  and  of  cou\'erting  a  painstaking  lawyer 
of  some  years'  standing  into  a  follower  of  literature.  It  is 
enough  to  say,  that  I  had  assumed  the  latter  character  for 
several  yc^ars  before  I  seriously  thought  of  attemjjting  a  work 
of  imagination  in  pi-ose,  although  one  or  two  of  my  poetical  at- 
tempts did  jiot  differ  from  ronuinces  otherwise  than  by  being 
written  in  Aerse.  But  yet  I  may  observe,  that  about  this  time 
(now,  alas !  thirty  years  since)  I  had  nourished  the  ambitious 
desire  of  (;omposing  a  tale  of  chivalry,  which  was  to  be  in  the 
style  of  the  Castle  of  Otranto,  with  plenty  of  Border  charac- 
ters and  supernatural  incident.  Having  foiuid  unexpectedly 
a  chapter  of  this  intended  work  among  some  old  papers,  I  have 
subjoined  it  to  this  introductory  essay,  thinking  some  readers 
may  accoiuit  as  curious  the  first  attempts  at  romantic  composi- 
tion by  an  author  who  has  since  written  so  much  in  that  de- 
pai'tment. '  And  those  who  complain,  not  unreasonably,  of 
the  profusion  of  the  Tales  which  have  followed  Waverley,  may 
bless  their  stars  at  the  narrow  escape  they  have  m^ade,  by  the 

»  See  Appendix  No.  I. 


THE   WAVERLEY  NOVELS.  IS 

commencement  of  the  inundation,  which  had  so  nearly  taken 
place  in  the  first  year  of  the  century,  being  postponed  for  fif- 
teen years  later. 

This  particular  subject  was  never  resumed,  but  I  did  not 
abandon  the  idea  of  fictitious  composition  in  prose,  though  I 
determined  to  give  another  turn  to  the  style  of  the  work. 

My  early  recollections  of  the  Highland  scenery  and  customs 
made  so  favourable  an  impression  in  the  poem  called  the  Lady 
of  the  Lahe,  that  I  was  induced  to  think  of  attempting  some- 
thing of  the  same  kind  in  prose.  I  had  been  a  good  deal  in 
the  Highlands  at  a  time  when  tliey  Avere  much  less  accessible 
and  much  less  visited  than  they  have  been  of  late  years,  and 
was  acquainted  with  many  of  the  old  warriors  of  1745,  who 
were,  like  most  veterans,  easily  induced  to  fight  their  battles 
over  again  for  the  benefit  of  a  willing  listener  like  myself.  It 
naturally  occurred  to  me  tluit  the  ancient  traditions  and  high 
spirit  of  a  people  Avho,  living  in  a  civilised  age  and  country, 
retained  so  strong  a  tincture  of  manners  belonging  to  an 
early  period  of  society,  must  afford  a  subject  favoiirable  for 
romance,  if  it  should  not  ])rove  a  curious  tale  marred  in  the 
telling. 

It  waa  with  some  idea  of  this  kind  that,  about  the  year 
IKO."),  I  threw  together  al)out  one-third  jjart  of  the  first  volume 
of  U'r/vfr/ri/.  It  wiis  advertised  to  be  published  by  the  late 
>Mi'.  John  Ballantyne,  bookseller  in  Edinburgh,  under  the 
name  of-  -  Wf/rrr/n/,  or  'fis  F'lftii  years  si/irr^-n  title  afterwards 
altered  to  '  7'is  Sixty  Years  sinre,  that  the  actual  date!  of  jmh- 
lication  might  be  made  to  correspond  with  tlie  period  in  which 
the  scene  was  laid.  Having  proceeded  as  far,  I  think,  as  the 
seventh  chay)t('r,  I  showed  my  work  to  a  critical  friend,  whoso 
opinion  was  mifavouralile;  and  having  then  souk^  jioetical 
reputation,  1  wa.s  unwilling  to  risk  the  loss  of  it  by  attem])t- 
ing  a  new  style  of  eoinposition.  I  thereff)r(5  threw  aside  the 
work  T  had  coninienfied,  withojit  either  reluctance  or  remon- 
strance. I  f>ught  to  add  that,  thoiigli  my  ingenious  friend's 
sentence  was  afterwards  reversed  on  an  a])])eal  to  the  ])ublic, 
it  cannot  be  considered  a,s  any  imputation  on  his  good  taste; 
for  the  specimen  subjected  to  his  criticism  did  not  extend 


16  GENERAL  PREFACE  TO 

beyond  tlie  departure  of  the  hero  for  Scotland,  and  conse- 
quently had  not  entered  upon  the  part  of  the  story  which  was 
finally  found  most  interesting. 

Be  that  as  it  may,  this  portion  of  the  manuscript  was  laid 
aside  in  the  di-awers  of  an  old  writing-desk,  which,  on  my 
first  coming  to  reside  at  Abbotsford  in  1811,  was  placed  in  a 
lumber  garret  and  entirely  forgotten.  Thus,  though  I  some- 
times, among  other  literary  avocations,  turned  my  thoughts  to 
the  continuation  of  the  romance  which  I  had  commenced,  yet, 
as  I  could  not  find  what  I  had  already  written,  after  searching 
such  rei)ositories  as  were  within  my  reach,  and  was  too  indo- 
lent to  attempt  to  write  it  anew  from  memory,  I  as  often  laid 
aside  all  thoughts  of  that  nature. 

Two  circumstances  in  particular  recalled  my  recollection  of 
the  mislaid  manuscript.  The  first  was  the  extended  and  well- 
merited  fame  of  Miss  Edgeworth,  whose  Irish  characters  have 
gone  so  far  to  make  the  English  familiar  with  the  character 
of  their  gay  and  kind-hearted  neiglil)ours  of  Ireland,  that  she 
may  be  truly  said  to  have  done  more  towards  completing  the 
Union  than  perhaps  all  the  legislative  enactments  by  which  it 
has  been  followed  up. 

Without  being  so  jjresumptuous  as  to  hope  to  emulate  the 
rich  humour,  pathetic  tenderness,  and  admirable  tact  whicli 
pervade  the  works  of  my  ac(;omi)lished  friend,  I  felt  tliat 
something  might  be  attempted  for  my  own  country,  of  the 
same  kind  with  that  which  Miss  Edgeworth  so  fortunately 
achieved  for  Ireland — something  which  might  introduce  her 
natives  to  those  of  the  sister  kingdom  in  a  more  favourable 
light  than  they  had  been  placed  hitherto,  and  tend  to  procure 
sympathy  for  their  virtues  and  indulgence  for  their  foibles. 
I  thought  also,  that  much  of  what  I  wanted  in  talent  might  be 
made  up  by  the  intimate  acquaintance  with  the  subject  which 
I  could  lay  claim  to  possess,  as  having  travelled  through  most 
parts  of  Scotland,  l)Oth  Highland  and  Lowland,  having  been 
familiar  with  the  elder  as  well  as  more  modern  race,  and  hav- 
ing had  from  my  infancy  free  and  imrestrained  communication 
with  all  ranks  of  my  countrymen,  from  the  Scottish  peer  to 
the  Scottish  ploughman.     Such  ideas  often  occurred  to  me,  and 


THE  WAVERLEY  NOVELS.  17 

constituted  an  ambitious  branch  of  my  theory,  however  far 
short  I  may  have  fallen  of  it  in  practice. 

But  it  was  not  only  the  triumphs  of  Miss  Edgeworth  which 
waked  in  me  emulation,  and  disturbed  my  indolence.  I 
chanced  actually  to  engage  in  a  Avork  which  formed  a  sort  of 
assay  piece,  and  gave  me  hope  that  I  might  in  time  become 
free  of  the  craft  of  romance-writing,  and  be  esteemed  a  toler- 
able Avorkman. 

In  the  year  1807-8  I  undertook,  at  the  request  of  John  INlur- 
ray,  Esq.,  of  Albenuuie  Street,  to  arrange  for  publication  some 
posthumous  productions  of  the  late  Mr.  Joseph  Strutt,  distin- 
guished as  an  artist  and  an  antiquary,  amongst  which  was  an 
unfinished  romance,  entitled  Queeii/ioo  HalL  The  scene  of  the 
tale  was  laid  in  the  reign  of  Henry  VI.,  and  the  work  was 
written  to  illustrate  the  uuuniers,  customs,  and  language  of 
the  people  of  England  during  that  period.  The  extensive  ac- 
quaintance which  Mr.  Strutt  had  acquired  with  such  subjects 
in  compiling  his  laborious  Hnrda  Aiujel-Cijnnan,  his  Regal 
nvil  Krrft's!tisf!r((l  Jtifif/iiltit's,  and  his  Essai/  on  the  Sjtorts  and 
Pdsthiirx  oftlia  I'eople  of  KiKjldiid  had  rendered  him  familiar 
witli  all  tlie  anticpiarian  lore  necessary  for  the  purpose  of  com- 
posing the  ])r()jected  romance;  and  although  the  manuscript 
bore  the  marks  of  hurry  and  incoherence  natural  to  the  first 
rough  draiiglit  of  the  aiiMior,  it  evinced  (in  my  ojjinion) 
considerable  j)Owers  of  imagination. 

As  the  work  was  unfinished,  I  deemed  it  my  duty,  as  editor, 
to  supply  such  a  h<asty  and  inartificial  conclusion  as  could  be. 
shajicd  out  from  the  story,  of  whicli  Mr.  Strutt  had  laid  tho 
foundation.  Tliis  concluding  clia])ter  '  is  also  adiU'd  to  the 
present  Introduction,  for  the  I'eason  already  mentioned  regard- 
ing the  preceding  fragnn-nt.  It  was  a  step  in  my  :nlvance 
towards  romantio  com])osition ;  and  f^)  ])reserve  tlie  traces  of 
these  is  in  a  great  m'easure  tlie  ()])ject  of  this  Essay. 

Qiifevhon  Hall,  was  not,  however,  very  successful.  \ 
thought  I  was  aware  of  the  reason,  and  su|)i)osed  that,  by 
rendering  his  language  t<^)o  ancient,  and  displaying  his  anti- 
quarian  knowledge  too  liberally,   the    ingenious    author  had 

«  See  Appendix  No.  II. 

2 


18  GENERAL  PREFACE   TO 

raised  up  an  obstacle  to  his  own  success.  Every  work  de- 
signed for  mere  amusement  must  be  expressed  in  language 
easily  comprehended ;  and  when,  as  is  sometimes  the  case  in 
Qiieenhoo  Hall,  the  author  addresses  himself  exclusively  to 
tlie  antiquary,  he  must  be  content  to  be  dismissed  by  the  gen- 
eral reader  with  the  criticism  of  Mungo,  in  the  Padlock,  on 
the  Mauritanian  music,  ""WTiat  signifies  me  hear,  if  me  no 
understand?" 

I  conceived  it  possible  to  avoid  this  error ;  and,  l)y  render- 
ing a  similar  work  more  light  and  obvious  to  general  compre- 
hension, to  escape  the  rock  on  which  my  predecessor  was  ship- 
Avi'ecked.  But  I  was,  on  the  other  hand,  so  far  discouraged 
by  the  indifferent  reception  of  Mr.  Strutt's  romance  as  to  be- 
come satisfied  that  the  manners  of  the  middle  ages  did  not 
possess  the  interest  which  I  had  conceived;  and  was  led  to 
form  the  opinion  that  a  romance  founded  on  a  Highland  story 
and  more  modern  events  would  have  a  better  chance  of  popu- 
larity than  a  tale  of  chivalry.  My  thoughts,  therefore,  re- 
turned more  than  once  to  the  tale  which  I  had  actually  com- 
menced, and  accident  at  length  threw  the  lost  sheets  in  my 
way. 

I  happened  to  want  some  fishing-tackle  for  the  use  of  a 
guest,  when  it  occurred  to  me  to  search  the  old  writing-desk 
already  mentioned,  in  which  I  used  to  keep  articles  of  that 
nature.  I  got  access  to  it  with  some  difficulty;  and,  in  look- 
ing for  lines  and  flies,  the  long-lost  manuscript  presented  it- 
self. I  immediately  set  to  work  to  complete  it  according  to 
my  original  purpose.  And  here  I  must  frankly  confess  that 
the  mode  in  which  I  conducted  the  stoiy  scarcely  deserved  the 
success  which  the  romance  afterwards  attained.  The  tale  of 
Waverley  was  put  together  with  so  little  care  that  I  cannot 
boast  of  having  sketched  any  distinct  plan  of  the  work.  The 
whole  adventures  of  Waverley,  in  his  movements  up  and  down 
the  country  with  the  Highland  cateran  Bean  Lean,  are  man- 
aged without  mucli  skill.  It  suited  best,  however,  the  road  I 
wanted  to  travel,  and  permitted  me  to  introduce  some  de- 
scriptions of  scenery  and  manners,  to  which  the  reality  gave 
an  interest  which  the  powers  of  the  Author  might  have  other- 


THE  -VTAVERLET  NOVELS.  W 

wise  failed  to  attain  for  them.  And  though  I  have  been  in 
other  instances  a  sinner  in  this  sort,  I  do  not  recollect  any  of 
these  novels  in  which  I  have  transgressed  so  widely  as  in  the 
first  of  the  series. 

Among  other  unfounded  reports,  it  has  been  said  that  the 
copp-ight  of  Waverley  was,  during  the  book's  progress  through 
the  press,  offered  for  sale  to  various  booksellers  in  London  at 
a  very  inconsiderable  price.  This  was  not  the  case.  Messrs. 
Constable  and  Cadell,  avIio  published  the  work,  were  the  only 
persons  acquainted  with  the  contents  of  the  publication,  and 
they  offered  a  large  sum  for  it  while  in  the  course  of  printing, 
which,  however,  was  declined,  the  Author  not  choosing  to 
part  witli  tlic  copyright. 

The  origin  of  the  story  of  Waverlei/,  and  the  particular  facts 
on  which  it  is  founded,  are  given  in  the  separate  introduction 
prefixed  to  that  romance  in  this  edition,  and  require  no  notice 
in  til  is  plsu;e. 

Wai'erh'u  was  ])ublished  in  1814,  and,  as  the  title-page 
was  without  tlie  name  of  the  author,  the  work  was  left  to  win 
its  way  in  tlie  world  without  any  of  the  usual  recommendations. 
Its  ])rogre8H  was  for  some  time  slow;  but  after  the  fiist  two  or 
three  months  its  j)opularity  liad  increased  in  a  degree  which 
nuist  liave  satisfied  the  exjx'ctations  of  the  Author,  had  these 
been  far  more  sanguine  than  he  ever  entertained. 

Great  anxiety  Avas  expressed  to  learn  the  name  of  the  author, 
hut  on  this  no  authentic  infornratiou  could  l)e  attained.  My 
original  motive  for  publishing  the  work  anonymously  was  tho 
roiiHciousness  that  it  was  an  experiment  on  the  ])ul)]io  tasto 
which  might  very  probably  fail,  and  therefoii^  tliero  w:ls  no 
occasion  to  take  on  mys(;lf  the  personal  risk  of  discomfiture. 
For  this  ]»urpo8e  considerable  ])recaution8  were  uscfl  Id  ]tre- 
serve  secrecy.  My  old  friend  and  schoolfellow,  ]\Ir.  James 
Ballantyne,  wlio  ])riiitcd  these  Novels,  had  tlie  exelusivo  tiisk 
of  coires])onding  with  the  Author,  who  thus  had  not  only  tho 
advantage  oi  liis  ])rofessional  talents,  but  also  of  his  critical 
abilities.  The  original  manuscrijjt,  or,  .'is  it  is  technically 
called,  copy,  was  transcribed  under  Mr.  T'allantvTie's  eye  by 
confidential  persons;  nor  was  there  an  instauce  of  treachery 


20  GENERAL  PREFACE   TO 

during  the  many  years  in  which  these  precautions  were  re- 
sorted to,  although  various  individuals  were  employed  at 
different  times.  Double  proof-sheets  were  regularly  printed 
off".  One  was  forwarded  to  the  Author  by  Mr.  ]^allaiityne, 
and  the  alterations  which  it  received  were,  by  his  own  hand, 
copied  upon  the  other  proof-sheet  for  the  use  of  the  printers, 
so  that  even  the  corrected  proofs  of  the  Author  were  never 
seen  in  the  printing  office ;  and  thus  the  curiosity  of  such  eager 
inquirers  as  made  the  most  minute  investigation  was  entireiy 
at  fault. 

But  although  the  cause  of  concealing  the  author's  name  in 
the  first  instance,  when  the  reception  of  Waoerley  was  doubt- 
ful, was  natural  enough,  it  is  more  difficult,  it  may  be  thought, 
to  account  for  the  same  desire  for  secrecy  duiing  the  subsequent 
editions,  to  the  amount  of  betwixt  eleven  and  twelve  thousand 
copies,  which  followed  each  other  close,  and  proved  the  suc- 
cess of  the  work.  I  am  sorry  I  can  give  little  satisfaction  to 
queries  on  this  subject.  I  have  already  stated  elsewhere  that 
I  can  render  little  better  reason  for  choosing  to  remain  anony- 
mous than  by  saying  with  Shylock,  that  such  was  my  humoui'. 
It  will  be  observed  that  I  had  not  the  usual  stimulus  for  de- 
siring personal  reputation,  the  desire,  namely,  to  float  amidst 
the  conversation  of  men.  Of  literary  fame,  whether  merited 
or  undeserved,  I  had  already  as  much  as  might  have  contented 
a  mind  more  ambitious  than  mine ;  and  in  entering  into  this 
new  contest  for  reputation  I  might  be  said  rather  to  endanger 
what  I  had  than  to  have  any  considerable  chance  of  acquiring 
more.  I  was  affected,  too,  by  none  of  those  motives  which, 
at  an  earlier  period  of  life,  would  doubtless  have  operated 
upon  me.  My  friendships  were  formed,  my  place  in  society 
fixed,  my  life  had  attained  its  middle  course.  My  condition 
in  society  was  higher  perhaps  than  I  deserved,  certauily  as 
high  as  I  wished,  and  there  was  scarce  any  degree' of  literary 
success  which  could  have  greatly  altered  or  improved  my 
personal  condition. 

I  was  not,  therefore,  touched  by  the  spur  of  ambition, 
usually  stimulating  on  such  occasions;  and  yet  I  ought  to 
stand  exculpated  from  the  charge  of  ungracious  or  unbecoming 


THE   WAVERLEY  NOVELS.  21 

indirtevence  to  public  applause.  I  did  not  the  less  feel  grati- 
tude for  the  public  favour,  although  I  did  not  proclaim,  it; 
as  the  lover  who  wears  his  mistress's  favour  in  his  bosom  is 
as  ])roud,  thou  not  so  vain,  of  possessing  it  as  another  who 
displays  the  token  of  her  grace  upon  his  bonnet.  Far  from 
such  an  ungracious  state  of  mind,  I  have  seldom  felt  more  sat- 
isfaction than  when,  returning  from  a  pleasure  voyage,  I  found 
Ji'inwr/ei/  in  the  zenith  of  popularity,  and  public  curiosity  in 
full  cry  after  the  name  of  the  Author.  The  knoAvledge  that  I 
had  the  public  approbation  was  like  having  the  property  of  a 
hidden  treasure,  not  less  gratifying  to  the  owner  than  if  all 
the  world  knew  that  it  was  his  o\vni.  Another  advantage  was 
conneftted  with  the  secrecy  which  I  observed.  I  could  appear 
or  retreat  fioni  the  stage  at  pleasure,  without  attracting  any 
personal  jiotice  or  attention,  other  than  what  might  ])e  founded 
on  sus])icion  only.  In  my  own  person  also,  as  a  successful 
author  in  another  department  of  literature,  I  might  have  been 
charged  with  too  frequent  intrusions  on  the  public  patience; 
but  tli(;  Autlior  of  Win'crlfi/  was  in  tliis  respect  as  impassible 
to  the  (uitic  a.s  the  (iliost  of  ilnnili't  to  tlit;  partizau  of  Marcel- 
luH.  Perliaps  the  curiosity  of  the  public,  irritated  by  the  ex- 
istence of  a  secret,  and  kept  afloat  by  the  discussions  which 
t/)ok  ])lace  on  the  subject  from  time  to  time,  went  a  good  way 
to  maintain  an  unabated  interest  in  tliese  fre(|uent  ])ublications. 
Then',  was  a  mystery  concc^rning  tlie  author  wliicli  each  new 
novel  wa-s  ex])e(!ted  t^)  assist  in  uniavelling,  altliougli  it  miglit 
in  f)ther  respefrts  rank  lower  than  its  ])redecessors. 

I  may  perhaps  be  thought  guilty  of  affectation,  should  I 
allege  ;us  f)ne  reason  of  my  silence  a  secret  dislike.  1o  enter  on 
pCMsoiuil  discussions  (concerning  my  own  literary  lai)ours.  It 
is  in  every  case  a  dangerous  interconrse  for  an  author  to  be 
dwelling  contiinially  among  those  who  ni;iUe  his  writings  a 
frecpient  and  familiar  subject  of  conversation,  but  who  must 
necessarily  be  jiartial  judges  of  works  composed  in  their  own 
.society.  The,  habits  of  self-iin])ortancc  which  ar(^  thus  ;»c(|uire(l 
by  authors  are  liighly  injurious  to  a  well-iegulated  mind;  for 
the  cup  of  flattery,  if  it  does  not,  like  that  of  Circe,  reduce 
men  to  the  level  of  beasts,  is  sure,  if  eagerly  drained,  to  bring 


22  GENERAL  PREFACE  TO 

the  best  and  the  ablest  down  to  that  of  fools.  This  risk  -was 
ill  some  degree  prevented  by  the  mask  which  I  wore ;  and  my 
own  stores  of  self-conceit  were  left  to  their  natural  course, 
without  being  enhanced  by  the  partiality  of  friends  or  adula- 
tion of  flatterers. 

If  I  am  asked  further  reasons  for  the  conduct  I  have  long 
observed,  I  can  only  resort  to  the  explanation  supplied  by  a 
critic  as  friendly  as  he  is  intelligent ;  namely,  that  the  mental 
organisation  of  the  novelist  must  be  characterised,  to  speak 
craniologically,  by  an  extraordinary  development  of  the  pas- 
sion for  delitescency !  I  the  rather  suspect  some  natural  dis- 
position of  this  kind ;  for,  from  the  instant  I  perceived  the 
extreme  curiosity  manifested  on  the  subject,  I  felt  a  secret 
satisfaction  in  baffling  it,  for  wliich,  when  its  unimportance 
is  considered,  I  do  not  well  know  how  to  account. 

My  desire  to  remain  concealed,  in  the  character  of  the  author 
of  these  Novels,  subjected  me  occasionally  to  awkward  embar- 
rassments, as  it  sometimes  happened  that  those  who  were 
sufficiently  intimate  with  me  would  put  the  question  in  direct 
terms.  In  tliis  case,  only  one  of  tliree  courses  could  be  fol- 
lowed. Either  I  must  have  surrendered  my  secret,  or  have 
returned  an  equivocating  answer,  or,  finally,  must  have  stoutly 
and  boldly  denied  the  fact.  The  first  was  a  sacrifice  which  I 
conceived  no  one  had  a  right  to  force  fi-om  me,  since  I  alone 
was  concerned  in  the  matter.  The  alternative  of  i-endering  a 
doubtful  answer  must  have  left  me  open  to  the  degrading  sus- 
picion that  I  was  not  miAvilling  to  assume  the  merit  (if  there  was 
any)  which  I  dared  not  absolutely  lay  claim  to ;  or  those  who 
might  think  more  justly  of  me  must  have  received  such  an 
equivocal  answer  as  an  indirect  avowal.  I  therefore  considered 
myself  entitled,  like  an  accused  person  put  upon  trial,  to  re- 
fuse giving  my  own  evidence  to  my  own  conviction,  and  flatly 
to  deny  all  that  could  not  be  proved  against  me.  At  the  same 
time  I  usually  qualified  my  denial  by  stating  that,  had  I  been 
the  authf)r  of  these  works,  I  would  have  felt  myself  quite  en- 
titled to  piotect  my  secret  by  refusing  my  own  evidence,  when 
it  was  asked  for  to  accomplish  a  discovery  of  what  I  desired 
to  conceal. 


THE  WAVERLEY  NOVELS.  23 

The  real  truth  is,  that  I  never  expected  or  hoped  to  disguise 
my  connection  with  these  Novels  from  any  one  who  lived  on 
terms  of  intimacy  with  me.  The  number  of  coincidences 
which  necessarily  existed  between  narratives  recoimted,  modes 
of  expression,  and  opinions  broached  in  these  Tales  and  such 
as  were  used  by  their  Author  in  the  intercourse  of  private  life 
must  have  been  far  too  great  to  permit  any  of  my  familiar  ac- 
quaintances to  doubt  the  identity  betwixt  their  friend  and  the 
Author  of  Waverley  ;  and  I  believe  they  were  all  morally  con- 
vinced of  it.  But  while  I  was  myself  silent,  their  belief  could 
not  weigh  much  more  with  the  world  than  that  of  others ;  their 
opinions  and  reasoning  were  liable  to  be  taxed  with  partiality, 
or  confronted  with  opposing  arguments  and  opinions ;  and  the 
question  was  not  so  much  whether  I  should  be  generally  ac- 
knowledged to  be  the  author,  in  spite  of  my  own  denial,  as 
whether  even  my  own  avowal  of  the  works,  if  such  should  be 
made,  would  be  sufficient  to  put  me  in  undisputed  possession 
of  that  character. 

I  have  been  often  asked  concerning  supposed  cases,  in  which 
I  was  said  to  have  been  placed  on  the  verge  of  discovery ;  but, 
as  I  maintained  my  point  with  the  composure  of  a  lawyer  of 
thirty  years'  standing,  I  never  recollect  being  in  pain  or  con- 
fusion on  the  subject.  In  Captain  Medwyn's  Conversations  of 
Lord.  lii/nm  the,  reporter  states  himself  to  have  asked  my  noble 
and  higlily-gifted  friend,  "  if  he  was  certain  about  these  novels 
being  Sir  Walter  Scott's?"  To  which  Lord  Byron  rejjlied, 
"  Scott  as  much  as  owned  himself  the  Author  of  Waverley  to 
me  in  Murray's  shop.  1  was  talking  to  him  about  that  novel, 
and  lamented  that  its  author  had  not  carried  back  th(^  story 
nearer  to  the  time  of  tho   Revolution.      Scott,  entirely  off  his 

guard,  replied,  *Ay,  I  might  have  done  so;  but '  there  he 

stopped.  It  was  in  vain  to  attempt  to  correct  himself;  he 
looked  confused,  and  relieved  his  embarrassment  by  a  precipi- 
tate retreat."  I  have  no  recollection  whatever  of  this  scene 
taking  i)lace,  and  I  should  have  thought  that  I  w:is  more  likely 
tf)  have  laughed  than  to  appear  confused,  for  I  certainly  never 
hoped  to  impose  upon  T>ord  Byron  in  a  case  of  the  kind;  and 
from  the  luaniier  in  which  he  imiforiuly  expressed  himself,  I 
''i  Vol.  ^ 


24  GENERAL   PREFACE  TO 

knew  his  opinion  was  entirely  formed,  and  that  any  disclama- 
tions of  mine  would  only  have  savoured  of  atfectation.  1  do 
not  mean  to  insinuate  that  the  incident  did  not  happen,  but 
only  that  it  could  hardly  have  occurred  exactly  under  the  cir- 
cumstances narrated,  without  my  recollecting  something  posi- 
tive on  the  subject.  In  another  part  of  the  same  volume  Lord 
Byron  is  reported  to  have  expressed  a  supposition  that  the 
cause  of  my  not  avowing  myself  the  Author  of  Wavedei/  may 
have  been  some  surmise  that  the  reigning  family  would  hav^e 
been  displeased  with  the  work.  I  can  only  say,  it  is  the  last 
apprehension  I  should  have  entertained,  as  indeed  the  inscrip- 
tion to  these  volumes  sufficiently  proves.  The  sufferers  of 
that  melancholy  period  have,  during  the  last  and  present 
reigu,  been  honoured  both  with  the  sym])athy  and  protection 
of  the  reigning  family,  whose  magnanimity  can  well  pardon  a 
sigh  from  others,  and  bestow  oue  themselves,  to  the  memory 
of  brave  opponents,  who  did  nothing  in  hate,  but  all  in  honour. 

While  those  who  were  in  habitual  intercourse  with  the  real 
author  had  little  hesitation  in  assigning  the  literary  property 
to  hiui,  others,  and  those  critics  of  no  mean  rank,  employed 
themselves  in  investigating  with  persevering  patience  any 
characteristic  features  which  might  seem  to  betray  the  origin 
of  these  Novels.  Amongst  these,  one  gentleman,  equally  re- 
markable for  the  kind  and  lilieral  tone  of  his  criticism,  the 
acuteness  of  his  reasoning,  and  the  very  gentlemanlike  manner 
in  which  he  conducted  his  inquiries,  displayed  not  only  powers 
of  accurate  investigation,  but  a  temper  of  mind  deserving  to 
be  employed  on  a  subject  of  much  greater  importance;  and  I 
have  uo  doubt  made  converts  to  his  opinion  of  almost  all  who 
thought  the  point  worthy  of  consideration.'  Of  those  letters, 
and  other  attempts  of  the  same  kind,  the  Author  could  not 
complain,  though  his  incognito  was  endangered.  He  had 
challenged  the  public  to  a  game  at  bo-peep,  and  if  he  was  dis- 
covered in  his  "hiding-hole,"  he  must  submit  to  the  shame  of 
detection. 

Various  reports  were  of  course  circulated  in  various  ways ; 
some  founded  on  an  inaccurate  rehearsal  of  what  may  have 
•  Lettert  on  the  Author  of  Waverley;  Rodwell  and  Martin,  London,  1822. 


THE  WAVERLEY  NOVELS.  26 

been  partly  real,  some  on  circumstances  having  no  concern 
whatever  with  the  subject,  and  others  on  the  inrention  of 
some  impatient  persons,  who  might  perhaps  imagine  that  the 
readiest  mode  of  forcing  the  author  to  disclose  himself  was  to 
assign  some  dishonourable  and  discreditable  cause  for  his 
silence. 

It  may  be  easily  supposed  that  this  sort  of  inquisition  was 
ti-eated  with  contempt  by  the  person  whom  it  principally  re- 
garded; as,  among  all  the  rumours  that  were  current,  there 
was  only  one,  and  that  as  unfounded  as  the  others,  which  had 
nevertheless  some  alliance  to  probability,  and  indeed  might 
have  proved  in  some  degree  true. 

I  allude  to  a  report  which  ascribed  a  great  part,  or  the 
whole,  of  these  Novels  to  the  late  Thomas  Scott,  Esq.,  of  the 
70th  Kegiment,  then  stationed  in  Canada.  Those  who  re- 
member that  gentleman  will  readily  grant  that,  with  general 
talents  at  least  equal  to  those  of  his  elder  brother,  he  added  a 
power  of  social  humour  and  a  deep  insight  into  human  char- 
acter whiclx  rendered  him  an  universally  deliglitfid  meml)er  of 
society,  and  tliat  the  habit  of  composition  alone  was  wanting 
to  render  him  equally  successfid  as  a  writer.  The  Author  of 
Waverley  was  so  persuaded  of  the  truth  of  this,  that  he  warmly 
pressed  his  brotlier  to  make  such  an  expei-iment,  and  willingly 
undertook  all  the  trouble  of  correcting  and  8n])erint(Mi(ling  the 
j)r('ss.  Mr.  Thomas  8cott  seemed  at  first  very  well  disposed 
t()  embrace  the  proposal,  and  had  even  fixed  on  a  subject  and 
a  hero.  The  latter  was  a  person  well  knowii  to  both  of  ns  in 
oiir  l>oyish  years,  from  having  displayed  8f)nio  strong  ti-ails  of 
character.  Mr.  T.  Scott  liad  (h^terniiiKHl  to  represent  his 
youthful  acquaintance  as  emigrating  1^)  America,  and  encoun- 
tering the  dangers  and  hardships  of  the  New  World,  with  the 
same  dauntless  spirit  Avhich  he  had  displayed  when  a  l)oy  in 
liis  native  country.  Mr.  Scott  would  probably  have  been 
highly  successful,  being  familiarly  acquaint (hI  with  the  man- 
ners of  the  native  Indians,  of  the  old  I'^rencli  settlers  in  Tana- 
da,  and  of  the  Bruits  or  Woodsmen,  and  having  the  power  of 
observing  with  accuracy  what  T  have  no  doubt  he  could  have 
sketched  with  force  and  expression.     In  short,   the  Author 


3o  GENERAL  PREFACE  TO 

believes  his  brother  would  have  made  himself  distinguished  in 
that  striking  titld  in  which,  since  that  period,  Mr.  Cooper  has 
achieved  so  many  triumphs.  But  Mr.  T.  Scott  was  already 
affected  by  bad  health,  which  wholly  unfitted  him  for  literary 
labour,  even  if  he  could  have  resonciled  his  patience  to  the 
task.  He  never,  I  believe,  wrote  a  single  line  of  the  pro- 
jected work ;  and  I  only  have  the  melancholy  pleasure  of  pre- 
serving in  the  Appendix '  the  simple  anecdote  on  which  he 
proposed  to  found  it. 

To  this  I  may  add,  1  can  easily  conceive  that  there  may  have 
been  circumstances  which  gave  a  colour  to  the  general  report 
of  my  brother  being  interested  in  these  works ;  and  in  particu- 
lar that  it  might  derive  strength  from  my  having  occasion  to 
remit  to  him,  in  consequence  of  certain  family  transactions, 
some  considerable  sums  of  money  about  that  period.  To 
which  it  is  to  be  added  that  if  any  person  chanced  to  evince 
particidar  curiosity  on  such  a  subject,  my  brother  was  likely 
enough  to  divert  himself  with  practising  on  their  credulity. 

It  may  be  mentioned  that,  while  the  paternity  of  these 
Novels  was  from  time  to  time  warmly  disputed  in  IJritain,  the 
foreign  booksellers  expressed  no  hesitation  on  the  matter,  but 
afiixed  my  name  to  the  whole  of  the  Novels,  and  to  some  be- 
sides to  which  I  had  no  claim. 

The  volumes,  therefore,  to  which  the  present  pages  foi'm  a 
Preface  are  entirely  the  composition  of  the  author  by  whom 
they  are  now  acknowledged,  with  the  exception,  always,  of 
avowed  quotations,  and  such  unpremeditated  and  involuntary 
plagiarisms  as  can  scarce  be  guarded  against  by  any  one  who 
has  read  and  written  a  great  deal.  The  original  manuscripts 
are  all  in  existence,  and  entirely  written  (liorresco  refereMs)  in 
the  Author's  own  hand,  excepting  during  the  years  1818  and 
1819,  when,  being  affected  with  severe  illness,  he  was  obliged 
to  employ  the  assistance  of  a  friendly  amanuensis. 

The  number  of  persons  to  whom  the  secret  was  necessarily 
entrusted,  or  communicated  by  chance,  amounted,  I  sho'.;ld 
think,  to  twenty  at  least,  to  whom  I  am  greatly  obliged  for 
the  fidelity  with  which  they  observed  their  trust,  until  the 

'  See  Appendix  No.  III. 


THE  WAVERLEY  NOVELS.  27 

derangement  of  the  affairs  of  my  publishers,  Messrs.  C'onstable 
and  Co.,  and  the  exposure  of  their  accompt  books,  which  was 
the  necessary  consequence,  rendered  secrecy  no  longer  possible. 
The  particulars  attending  the  avowal  have  been  laid  before 
the  public  in  the  Introduction  to  the  Chronicles  of  the  Canon- 
gate. 

The  preliminary  advertisement  has  given  a  sketch  of  the 
purpose  of  this  edition.  I  have  some  reason  to  fear  that  the 
notes  which  accompany  the  tales,  as  now  published,  may  be 
thought  too  miscellaneous  and  too  egotistical.  It  may  be 
some  apology  for  this,  that  the  publication  was  intended  to 
be  posthumous,  and  still  more,  that  old  men  may  be  permitted 
to  speak  long,  because  they  caimot  in  the  course  of  nature 
have  long  time  to  speak.  In  preparing  the  present  edition,  I 
have  done  all  that  I  can  do  to  explain  the  nature  of  my  ma- 
terials, and  the  use  I  have  made  of  them;  nor  is  it  probable 
that  I  shall  again  revise  or  even  read  these  Tales.  I  was 
therefore  desirous  rather  to  exceed  in  the  portion  of  new  and 
exi)lanatory  matter  which  is  added  to  this  edition  than  that 
the  reader  should  have  reJison  to  complain  that  the  information 
communicated  was  of  a  general  and  merely  nominal  character. 
It  remains  to  Ije  tried  whether  the  public  (like  a  chUd  to  whom 
a  watch  is  shown)  will,  after  having  been  satiated  with  look- 
ing at  the  outside,  acr|uire  some  new  interest  in  tlio  object 
when  it  is  opened  and  the  internal  machinery  displayed  to 
them. 

That  IVaverlei/  and  its  successors  have  had  their  day  of 
favour  and  ])0]Milarity  must  be  admitted  with  sincscre  grati- 
tude; and  the  Author  lias  studied  (witli  the  ])nHl('nce  of  a 
beauty  whose  reign  lias  bccui  rather  long;  to  supply,  by  tlio 
assistance  of  art,  the  charms  wliich  novelty  no  longer  affords. 
The  publishers  have  endeavoured  to  gratify  tlio  honoiirahle 
I»artiality  of  the  ]iublic  for  the  encouragement  of  l^ritisli  art, 
by  ilbistrating  this  edition  with  designs  by  tlie  most  cm  incut 
living  artists. 

To  my  distinguished  countryman,  David  Wilkie,  to  Kdwin 
Landseer,  who  has  exercised  his  talents  so  much  on  Scottish 
subjects    and  scenery,    to   Messrs.    Leslie   and   Newton,    my 


28     GENERAL  PREFACE  TO   THE  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

thanks  are  due,  from  a  friend  as  well  as  an  author.  Nor  am 
1  less  obliged  to  Messrs,  Cooper,  Kidd,  and  other  artists  of 
distinction  to  whom  1  am  less  personally  known,  for  the  ready 
zeal  with  which  they  have  devoted  their  talents  to  the  same 
purpose. 

Farther  explanation  respecting  the  Edition  is  the  business 
of  the  publishers,  not  of  the  Author ;  and  here,  therefore,  the 
latter  has  accomplished  his  task  of  Introduction  and  explana- 
tion. If,  like  a  si)oiled  child,  he  has  sometimes  abused  or 
trifled  with  the  indulgence  of  the  public,  he  feels  himself  en- 
titled to  full  belief  when  he  exculpates  himself  from  the 
charge  of  having  been  at  any  time  insensible  of  their  kind- 
ness. 

Abbotsfoed,  1st  January  1829, 


WAVE RLE Y 

OK 

TIS  SIXTY  YEARS  SINCE 


INTRODUCTION  TO  WAYERLEY. 


Thk  plan  of  this  edition  leads  me  to  insert  in  this  place 
some  account  of  the  incidents  on  which  the  Xovel  of  Wa  verley 
is  founded.  They  have  been  already  given  to  the  public  by 
my  late  lamented  friend,  William  Erskine,  Esq.  (afterwards 
Lord  Kinneder),  when  reviewing  the  Tales  of  my  Land  lord  iov 
the  Quarter///  Bevieiv  ill  1817.  The  particulars  were  derived 
by  tlie  critic  from  the  Author's  mformation.  Afterwards  they 
were  published  in  the  Preface  to  the  Chronicles  of  the  Canon- 
gate.     They  are  now  inserted  in  their  proper  place. 

The  mutual  protection  afforded  by  Waverley  and  Talbot 
to  each  other,  upon  which  the  whole  plot  depends,  is  founded 
upon  one  of  those  anecdotes  wliicli  soften  the  features  even  of 
civil  war;  and,  as  it  is  ecpially  honourable  U)  the  memory  of 
both  ])arties,  we  have  no  hesitation  to  give  their  names  at 
length.  When  the  Highlanders,  on  the  morning  of  the  battle 
of  Preston,  1745,  made  tlieir  memorable  attack  on  Sir  John 
Cope's  anny,  a  Ijattery  of  four  field-pieces  was  stormed  and 
carried  by  the  Camerons  and  the  Stewarts  of  Appine.  Tlio 
late  Alexander  Stewart  of  Jnvernahyle  was  one  of  tlie  foremost 
in  the  charge,  and  observing  an  officer  of  the  King's  forces, 
who,  scorning  to  join  the  tiiglit  of  all  aroiind,  remained  willi 
his  sword  in  his  liand,  as  if  determined  to  tlio  very  hist  to  de- 
fend the  i>ost  assigned  U)  him,  the  Higldaiid  gentleman  com- 
manded him  to  surrender,  and  received  for  rejjly  a  thrust, 
which  he  caught  in  his  target.  The  officer  was  now  defence- 
less, and  the  battle-axe  of  a  gigantic  Highlander  (themiUerof 
Liveinaliyle's  mill)  was  u]ilifted  to  dash  his  brains  out,  wlieu 
Mr.  Stewaii;  with  difH(!ulty  ])rov;iiled  on  liim  toyield.  H(5  took 
charge  of  liis  enemy's  ])roj)erty,  ])rotected  his  person,  and  linal- 
ly  ol)tained  him  liberty  on  his  paroh-.  The  r»ffi(rer  ]»roved  1o 
be  Colonel  VVhitefoord,  an  Ayrshire  gentleman  of  high  charac- 


32  INTRODUCTION   TO   WAVERLEY. 

ter  and  influence,  and  warmly  attached  to  the  House  of  Han- 
over; yet  such  was  the  confidence  existing  between  these  two 
honourable  men,  though  of  different  political  principles,  that, 
while  the  civil  war  was  raging,  and  straggling  officers  from  tha 
Highland  army  were  executed  without  mercy,  Invernahyle 
hesitated  not  to  pay  his  late  captive  a  visit,  as  he  returned  to 
the  Highlands  to  raise  fresh  recruits,  on  which  occasion  he 
spent  a  day  or  two  in  Ayrshire  among  Colonel  Whitefoord's 
Whig  friends,  as  pleasantly  and  as  good-humouredly  as  if  all 
had  been  at  peace  around  him. 

After  the  battle  of  CuUoden  had  ruined  the  hopes  of  Charles 
Edward  and  dispersed  his  proscribed  adherents,  it  was  Colonel 
Whitefoord's  turn  to  strain  every  nerve  to  obtain  Mr.  Stew- 
art's i)ardon.  He  went  to  the  Lord  Justice  Clerk,  to  the  Lord 
Advocate,  and  to  all  the  officers  of  state,  and  each  application 
was  answered  by  the  production  of  a  list  in  which  Invernahyle 
(as  the  good  old  gentleman  was  wont  to  express  it)  appeared 
"marked  with  the  sign  of  the  beast!"  as  a  subject  unfit  for 
favour  or  pardon. 

At  length  Colonel  Whitefoord  applied  to  the  Duke  of  Cum- 
berland in  person.  From  him,  also,  he  received  a  positive 
refusal.  He  then  limited  his  request,  for  the  present,  to  a 
protection  for  Stewart's  house,  wife,  children,  and  property. 
This  was  also  refused  by  the  Duke ;  on  which  Colonel  White- 
foord, taking  his  commission  from  his  bosom,  laid  it  on  the 
table  before  his  Royal  Highness  with  much  emotion,  and 
asked  permission  to  retire  from  the  service  of  a  sovereign 
who  did  not  know  how  to  sparf^  a  vanquished  enemy.  The 
Duke  Avas  struck,  and  even  affected.  He  bade  the  Colonel 
take  up  his  commission,  and  granted  the  protection  he  required. 
It  was  issued  just  in  time  to  save  the  house,  corn,  and  cattle 
at  Invernahyle  from  the  troops,  who  wei'e  engaged  in  laying 
waste  what  it  was  the  fashion  to  call  "  the  country  of  the  ene- 
my." A  small  encampment  of  soldiers  was  formed  on  Iver- 
nahyle's  jjroperty,  which  they  spared  while  plundering  the 
country  around,  and  searching  in  every  direction  for  the  lead- 
ers of  the  insurrection,  and  for  Stewart  in  particular.  He 
was  much  nearer  them  than  they  suspected  5  for,  hidden  in  a 


INTRODUCTION   TO  WAVERLEY.  33 

cave  (like  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine),  he  lay  for  many  days  so 
near  the  English  sentinels  that  he  conld  hear  their  muster-roll 
called.  His  food  was  brought  to  him  by  one  of  his  daughters, 
a  child  of  eight  years  old,  whom  Mrs.  Stewart  was  under  the 
necessity  of  entrusting  with  this  commission ;  for  her  own  mo- 
tions, and  those  of  all  her  elder  inmates,  were  closely  watched. 
With  ingenuity  beyond  her  years,  the  child  used  to  stray  about 
among  the  soldiers,  who  were  rather  kind  to  her,  and  thus 
seize  the  moment  when  she  was  unobserved  and  steal  into  tlie 
thicket,  when  she  de])osited  whatever  small  store  of  provisions 
she  had  in  charge  at  some  marked  spot,  where  her  father  might 
find  it.  Invernahyle  supported  life  for  several  weeks  by  means 
of  these  precarious  supplies;  and,  as  he  had  l)een  wounded  in 
the  battle  of  Culloden,  the  hardships  which  he  endured  were 
aggravated  by  great  bodily  pain.  After  the  soldiers  had 
removed  their  quarters  he  had  another  remarkable  esca])e. 

As  he  now  ventured  to  his  own  house  at  night  and  loft  it 
in  the  morni!ig,  he  was  es])ied  during  the  dawn  by  a  party  of 
the  enemy,  who  fired  at  and  pursued  him.  The  fugitive  being 
fortunate  enoiigli  to  escape  their  seaich,  they  returned  to  tht3 
house  and  charged  the  family  with  harbouring  one  of  the  pro- 
scri])ed  traitors.  An  old  woman  had  })resence  of  mind  enough 
to  maintain  that  the  man  tliey  had  seen  was  the  shc^phcrtl. 
"Why  did  he  not  stop  wljcn  we  called  to  liini?"  said  the  sol- 
dier, "lie  is  as  deaf,  poor  man,  as  a  jx'at.-stack, "  answered 
the  ready-witted  domestic.  "Let  liini  bo  sent  for  dinu'.tly." 
The  real  8hei)herd  accordingly  was  brought  from  the  Iiill  and,  as 
there  was  time  to  tutor  hini  by  tl)o  way,  ho  was  as  (h'af  wlion 
he  made  his  a])pearanf'e  as  was  nocessarv  to  sustain  liis  (rhar- 
ac-t'M'.  Invciiiahylo  was  afterwards  jjardonod  under  tho  Act 
of  Indemnity. 

The  Author  knew  him  well,  and  has  often  heard  these  <'ir- 
cumstancea  from  liis  own  mouth.  Ilew;isa  noiile.  specimen 
of  the  old  Highlander,  far  descended,  gallant.,  courteous,  and 
brave,  even  to  chivalry.  lie  had  Imumi  out,  1  believe,  in  17 1.'* 
and  1745,  was  an  active  j)art,aker  in  all  the  stirring  scenea 
which  passed  in  the  Highlands  l)etwixt  these  memorable  eras; 
and,  1  have  heard,  was  remarkable,  among  other  exploits,  for 


34  INTRODUCTION  TO  WAVERLEY. 

having  fought  a  duel  with  the  broadsword  with  the  celebrated 
Rob  Hoy  MacGregor  at  the  clachaii  of  Balquidder. 

Invernahyle  chanced  to  be  in  Edinburgh  when  Paul  Jones 
came  into  the  Firth  of  Forth,  and  though  then  an  old  man,  I 
saw  him  in  arms,  and  heard  him  exult  (to  use  his  own  words) 
in  the  prospect  of  "  di-awing  his  claymore  once  more  before  he 
died."  In  fact,  on  that  memorable  occasion,  when  the  capital 
of  Scotland  was  menaced  by  three  trifling  sloops  or  brigs, 
scarce  lit  to  have  sacked  a  fishing  village,  he  was  the  only 
man  who  seemed  to  propose  a  plan  of  resistance.  He  offered 
to  the  magistrates,  if  broadswords  and  dirks  could  be  obtained, 
to  find  as  many  Highlanders  among  the  lower  classes  as  would 
cut  oif  any  boat's  crew  who  might  be  sent  into  a  town  full  of 
narrow  and  winding  passages,  in  which  they  were  like  to  dis- 
perse in  quest  of  plunder.  I  know  not  if  his  plan  was  at- 
tended to ;  I  rather  thuik  it  seemed  too  hazardous  to  the  consti- 
tuted authorities,  who  might  not,  even  at  that  time,  desire  to 
see  arms  in  Highland  hands.  A  steady  and  powerful  west 
wind  settled  the  matter  by  sweeping  Paul  Jones  and  his  ves- 
sels out  of  the  Firth. 

If  there  is  something  degrading  in  this  recollection,  it  is 
not  unpleasant  to  compaxe  it  with  those  of  the  last  war,  when 
Edinburgh,  besides  regulai-  forces  and  militia,  furnished  a  vol- 
unteer brigade  of  cavalry,  infantry,  and  artillery  to  the  amount 
of  six  thousand  men  and  upwards,  which  Avas  in  readiness  to 
meet  and  repel  a  force  of  a  far  more  formidable  description 
than  was  commanded  by  the  adventurous  American.  Time 
and  circumstances  change  the  character  of  nations  and  the  fate 
of  cities ;  and  it  is  some  pride  to  a  Scotchman  to  reflect  that  the 
independent  and  manly  character  of  a  country,  willing  to  en- 
trust its  own  protection  to  the  arms  of  its  children,  after  hav- 
ing been  obscured  for  half  a  century,  has,  during  the  course 
of  his  own  lifetime,  recovered  its  lustre. 

Other  illustrations  of  Waverley  will  be  found  in  the  Notes 
at  the  foot  of  the  pages  to  which  they  belong.  Those  which 
appeared  too  long  to  be  so  placed  are  given  at  the  end  of  the 
chapters  to  which  they  severally  relate. ' 

>  In  this  edition  at  the  end  of  the  several  volumes. 


PREFACE  TO  THE  THIED  EDITION. 


To  this  slight  attempt  at  a  sketch  of  ancient  Scottish  man- 
ners the  public  have  been  more  favourable  than  the  Author^ 
durst  liave  hoped  or  expected.  He  has  heard,  with  a  mixture 
of  satisfaction  and  humility,  his  work  ascribed  to  more  than 
one  resjjecjtable  name.  Considerations,  which  seem  weighty 
in  his  particular  situation,  prevent  his  releasing  those  gentle- 
men from  suspicion  by  placing  his  own  name  in  the  title-page; 
so  that,  for  the  present  at  least,  it  must  remain  uncertain 
whether  Waverleij  l)e  the  work  of  a  poet  or  a  critic,  a  hiwyer 
or  a  clergyman,  or  whether  the  writer,  to  use  JSlrs.  i\lalapro])'a 
phrase,  be,  "like  Cerberus,  three  gentlemen  at  once."  The 
Author,  as  he  is  unconscious  of  anything  in  the  work  itself 
(except  perhaps  its  frivolity)  which  prevents  ita  hnding  an 
ackuowledj^'ed  father,  leaves  it  to  the  candour  of  the  ])ul)lic  to 
choose  aniung  the  m;uiy  circumstances  peculiar  to  dilfcrent  sit- 
uations in  life  such  as  may  induce  him  to  supj)r(!ss  his  name 
on  the  present  occasion.  He  may  be  a  writer  new  to  ])ublica- 
tion,  and  unwilling  to  avow  a  character  to  which  he  is  unac- 
custojiied ;  or  he  may  be  a  hacrkneyed  author,  who  is  jislianicd 
of  too  frequent  apjiearance,  and  ejiijdoys  this  mystery,  as  tho 
heroine  of  the  old  comedy  used  licr  mask,  to  attract  the  at- 
tention of  those  to  whom  lier  face  had  become  too  familiar. 
He  may  be  a  man  of  a  grave  profession,  to  whom  tlie  reputa- 
tion of  })eing  a  novel-writer  might  be  ]irpju(li('ial;  or  lie  may 
be  a  man  of  fashion,  to  whom  writing  of  any  kind  might  ap- 
pear pedantic.  He  may  bo  too  yoimg  to  assume  tlu>  (;hariU!ter 
of  an  author,  or  so  old  as  to  make  it  advisable  U)  lay  it  aside. 
The  Author  of  Tn/rrrA-yhas  heard  it  objected  to  this  novel, 
that,  in  tho  chaxacter  of  (jalluiu  lieg  and  in  tho  account  given 


36  PREFACE  TO  THE   THIRD  EDITION. 

by  the  Barou  of  Bradwardine  of  the  petty  trespasses  of  the 
Higlilandei-s  upon  tritiiug  articles  of  property,  he  has  borne 
ha  id,  and  unjustly  so,  upon  their  national  character.  Noth- 
ing coidd  be  farther  from  his  wish  or  intention.  The  charac- 
ter of  Galium  Beg  is  that  of  a  spirit  naturally  turned  to  daring 
evil,  and  determined,  by  the  circumstances  of  his  situation, 
to  a  particular  species  of  mischief.  Those  who  have  perused 
the  curious  Letters  from,  the  Hlgldands,  published  about  1726, 
will  find  instances  of  such  atrocious  characters  which  fell  mi- 
der  the  writer's  own  observation,  though  it  would  be  most 
unjust  to  consider  such  villains  as  representatives  of  the 
Highlanders  of  that  period,  any  more  than  the  murderers  of 
Mair  and  AMlliamson  can  be  supposed  to  represent  the  Eng- 
lisli  of  the  present  day.  As  for  the  plunder  supposed  to  have 
been  picked  up  by  some  of  the  insurgents  in  1745,  it  must  be 
remembered  that,  although  the  way  of  that  unfortunate  little 
army  was  neither  marked  by  devastation  nor  bloodshed,  but, 
on  the  contrary,  was  orderly  and  quiet  in  a  most  wonderful 
degree,  yet  no  army  marches  through  a  country  in  a  hostile 
manner  without  committing  some  depredations ;  and  several, 
to  the  extent  and  of  the  nature  jocularly  imputed  to  them  by 
the  Baron,  were  really  laid  to  the  charge  of  the  Higliland  in- 
surgents ;  for  which  many  traditions,  and  particularly  one  re- 
specting the  Knight  of  the  Mirror,  may  be  quoted  as  good 
evidence.' 


The  Author's  Address  to  all  in  generau 

Now,  gentle  readers,  I  have  let  you  ken 
My  very  thoughts,  from  heart  and  pen, 
'Tis  needless  now  for  to  conten' 

Or  yet  conlroule, 
For  there's  not  a  word  o't  I  can  men' ; 

So  ye  must  thole. 

•  A  homely  metrical  narrative  of  the  events  of  the  period,  whicli  con- 
tains some  striking  particulars,  and  is  still  a  great  favourite  with  the  lower 
classes,  giv&s  a  verj*  correct  statement  of  the  behaviour  of  the  mountaineers 
respecting  this  same  military  license  ;  and,  as  the  verses  are  little  known, 
and  contain  some  good  sense,  we  venture  to  insert  them. 


PREFACE   TO   THE   THIRD   EDITION.  o7 

For  on  both  sides  some  were  not  good ; 
I  saw  them  murd'ring  in  cold  blood, 
Not  tlie  gentlemen,  but  wild  and  rude, 

The  baser  sort, 
Who  to  the  wounded  had  no  mood 

But  murd'ring  sport! 

Ev'n  both  at  Preston  and  Falkirk, 
That  fatal  night  ere  it  grew  mirk, 
Piercing  the  wounded  with  their  durk, 

Caused  many  cry ! 
Such  pity's  shown  from  savage  and  Turk 

As  peace  to  die. 

A  woe  be  to  such  hot  zeal, 

To  smite  the  wounded  on  the  fiell ! 

Itis  just  they  get  such  groats  in  kail. 

Who  do  the  same. 
It  only  teaches  cmoltys  real 

To  them  again. 

I've  seen  the  men  callM  Highland  rogues- 
Witli  Lowland  men  nuikc;  shanfix  a  brogs, 
Sup  kail  and  brosc.  iuid  fling  tlie  cogs 

Out  nt  (lie  door, 
Take  cocks,  hens,  sliff-p,  and  hogs. 

And  i>ay  nought  for. 

I  saw  a  Higlilander,  'twas  right  drolo. 
With  a  string  of  jiuddings  hung  on  n  [lole. 
Wliip'd  o'er  his  sbouider,  skipped  like  n  fol% 

Caus'd  Maggy  bann, 
Lap  o'er  the  midih-ii  and  iniddc  ii-br)lc, 

And  air  ho  ran. 


Wlien  chork'd  for  ibis,  tlipyM  often  ttll  yo, 
'  Iiidfc<l  her  nniiufeU'ii  a  Uiixw  boliy  ; 
You'll  ru)  gie't  wanting  ijouglit,  nor  sell  me; 

Ilvrnrll  will  biic'l  ; 
Go  tell  King  Shoruc,  atul  Hbordy's  Willie, 

I'll  liue  a  meat." 


T  saw  the  soldiers  nt  T/inton-brig. 
IJfcansc!  the  nuin  was  not  a  Whig, 
Of  meat  and  drink  leave  not  a  skig. 

Within  bis  iloor  ; 
They  burnt  his  very  bat  and  wig, 

And  thurap'd  liira  sore. 


iJ»  PREFACE  TO   THE   THIRD  EDITION. 

And  through  the  Highlands  they  were  so  rudt, 
As  leave  them  neither  clothes  nor  food, 
Then  burnt  their  houses  to  conclude; 

'Twas  tit  for  tat. 
How  can  her  naiiisell  e'er  be  good, 

To  think  on  that? 

And  after  all,  oh,  shame  and  grief! 

To  use  some  worse  than  inurd'ring  thief, 

Their  very  gentleman  and  chief, 

Fnhumanly ! 
Like  Popish  tortures,  I  belief. 

Such  cruelty. 

Ev'n  what  was  act  on  open  stage 
At  Carlisle,  in  the  hottest  rage. 
When  mercy  was  clapt  in  a  cage, 

And  pity  dead. 
Such  cruelty  approv'd  by  every  age, 

I  shook  my  head. 

So  many  to  curse,  so  few  to  pray, 
And  some  aloud  huzza  did  cry  ; 
They  cursed  the  rebel  Scots  that  day, 

As  they'd  been  nowl 
Brought  up  for  slaughter,  as  that  way 

Too  many  rowt. 

Therefore,  alas!  dear  countrymen. 

Oh,  never  do  the  like  again, 

To  thirst  for  vengeance,  never  ben' 

Your  gim  nor  pa'. 
But  with  the  English  e'en  borrow  and  len'. 

Let  anger  fa'. 

Their  boasts  and  bullyings.  not  worth  a  louae. 
As  our  King's  the  best  about  the  house. 
'Tis  ay  good  to  be  sober  and  douce. 

To  live  in  peace  ; 
For  many,  I  see,  for  being  o'er  crouse. 

Gets  broken  face. 


WAVERLEY 


OR 


TIS  SIXTY  YEARS  SINCE. 


CHAPTER  I. 

INTRODUCTORY. 


The  title  of  this  work  has  not  been  chosen  without  the 
grave  and  solid  deliberation  which  matters  of  importance  de- 
maud  trom  the  prudent.  Even  its  tiist,  or  general  denomina- 
tion, was  the  result  of  no  common  research  or  selection,  al- 
thfjugli,  according  to  the  examj)le  of  my  predecessors,  I  had 
only  to  seize  upon  the  most  sounding  and  eui)honi(;  surname 
tliat  English  history  or  topograj)hy  alfords,  and  elect  it  at 
once  a.H  the  title  of  my  work  and  the  name  of  my  hero.  ]>ii(., 
alas !  what  could  my  readers  have  expected  from  the  chivalrous 
epithets  of  Howard,  Mordaunt,  Mortimer,  or  Stanley,  or  froia 
tlic  softer  and  more  sentimeutid  sounds  of  lielmour,  Jielville, 
lielfield,  and  lielgrave,  l)ut  pages  of  inanity,  similar  to  tlu)se 
wlii("li  liavo  Leen  so  cliristencd  for  half  a  century  piust?  £ 
must  modestly  admit  1  am  too  diffident  of  my  own  merit  to 
place  it  in  unnecessary  opposition  to  preconceived  associations; 
1  have,  therefore,  like  a  maiden  kniglit  witli  liis  while  sliiehl, 
aasunuul  for  my  liero,  Wavkuij'.v,  an  uncc^ntaminalrid  n;inu', 
hearing  witli  its  sound  little  of  good  or  evil,  cxccpling  wliat 
the  reader  shall  hereafter  be  pleaded  to  affix  to  it.  I'ut  my 
second  or  sujiphjmental  title  was  a  matter  of  much  niore  diffi- 
cult election,  since  that,  short  as  it  is,  may  l)o  held  hh  plctlg- 
iug  the  author  to  some  special  mode  of  laying  liis  scene,  draw- 


40  WAVERLEY  .-NOVELS. 

ing  his  characters,  and  managing  his  adventures.  Had  I,  for 
example,  announced  in  my  frontisijiece,  "  Waverley,  a  Tale 
of  other  Days,"  must  not  every  novel-reader  have  anticipated 
a  castle  scarce  less  than  that  of  Udolpho,  of  which  the  eastern 
wing  had  long  been  uninhabited,  and  the  keys  either  lost,  or 
consigned  to  the  care  of  some  aged  butler  or  housekeeper, 
whose  trembling  steps,  about  the  middle  of  the  second  volume, 
were  doomed  to  guide  the  hero,  or  heroine,  to  the  ruinous 
precincts?  Would  not  the  owl  have  shrieked  and  the  cricket 
cried  in  my  very  title-page?  and  could  it  have  been  possible 
for  me,  with  moderate  attention  to  decorum,  to  introduce  any 
scene  more  lively  than  might  be  produced  by  the  jocularity 
of  a  clownish  but  faithful  valet,  or  the  garrulous  narrative  of 
the  heroine's  fiUe-de-chamhre,  when  rehearsing  the  stories  of 
blood  and  horror  which  she  had  heard  in  tlie  servants'  hall? 
Again,  had  my  title  borne,  "  Waverley,  a  Romance  from  the 
German,"  what  head  so  obtuse  as  not  to  image  forth  a  profli- 
gate abbot,  an  oppressive  duke,  a  secret  and  mysterious  associ- 
ation of  Rosycrucians  and  Illuminati,  with  all  their  properties 
of  black  cowls,  caverns,  daggers,  electrical  machines,  trap- 
doors, and  dark-lanterns?  Or  if  I  had  rather  chosen  to  call  my 
work  a  "  Sentimental  Tale, "  would  it  not  have  been  a  sufficient 
presage  of  a  heroine  with  a  profusion  of  auburn  hair,  and  a 
harp,  the  soft  solace  of  her  solitary  hours,  which  she  fortu- 
nately finds  always  the  means  of  transporting  from  the  castle 
to  cottage,  although  she  herself  be  sometimes  obliged  to  jump 
out  of  a  two-pair-of -stairs  window,  and  is  more  than  once  be- 
wildered on  her  journey,  alone  and  on  foot,  without  any  guide 
but  a  blowzy  peasant  girl,  whose  jargon  she  hardly  can  under- 
stand? Or  again,  if  my  Waverley  had  been  entitled  "A  Tale 
of  the  Times,"  wouldst  thou  not,  gentle  reader,  have  demanded 
from  me  a  dashing  sketch  of  the  fashionable  world,  a  few 
anecdotes  of  private  scandal  thinly  veiled,  and  if  lusciously 
painted,  so  much  the  better?  a  heroine  from  Grosvenor 
Square,  and  a  hero  from  the  Barouche  Club  or  the  Four-in- 
Hand,  with  a  set  of  subordinate  characters  from  the  elerfantes 
of  Queen  Anne  Street  East,  or  the  dashing  heroes  of  the  Bow- 
Street  Office?     I  could  proceed  in  proving  the  importance  of  a 


WAVERLEY.  41 

title-page  and  displaying  at  the  same  time  my  own  intimate 
knowledge  of  the  particular  mgredients  necessary  to  the  com- 
position of  romances  and  novels  of  various  descriptions ; — but 
it  is  enough,  and  I  scorn  to  tyrannise  longer  over  the  impa- 
tience of  my  reader,  who  is  doubtless  already  anxious  to  know 
the  choice  made  by  an  author  so  profoundly  ^-ersed  in  the 
different  branches  of  his  art. 

By  fixing,  then,  the  date  of  my  story  Sixty  Years  before 
this  present  1st  November,  1805,  I  would  have  my  readers 
understand,  that  they  will  meet  in  the  following  pages  neither* 
a  romance  of  chivalry  nor  a  tale  of  modern  manners;  that 
my  hero  will  neither  have  iron  on  his  shoulders,  as  of  yore, 
nor  on  the  heels  of  his  l)oots,  as  is  the  present  fashion  of 
Bond  Street;  and  that  my  damsels  will  neither  be  clothed 
"in  purple  and  in  pall,"  like  the  Lady  Alice  of  an  old  ballad, 
nor  reduced  to  the  j)rimitive  nakedness  of  a  modern  fashion- 
able at  a  rout.  From  this  my  choice  of  an  era  the  under- 
standing critic  may  farther  presage  that  the  object  of  my  tale 
is  more  a  description  of  men  than  manners.  A  talc  of  man- 
ners, to  be  interesting,  must  either  refer  to  antiquity  so  great 
as  to  have  l)ecome  venerable,  or  it  must  bear  a  vivid  reliiHttion 
of  those  scenes  which  are  passing  daily  before  our  eyes,  and  are 
interesting  fioni  tlieir  novelty.  Thus  the  coat-of-mail  of  our 
ancestors,  and  the  triph^-furred  j)elisse  of  our  modern  Ixmux, 
may,  though  f(jr  very  diiTerent  reasons,  be  ecpuiUy  iit  for  the 
array  of  a  fictitious  charticter;  ])ut  wlio,  meaning  the  costume^ 
of  his  hero  to  be  impressive,  would  willingly  atiiro  liim  in  the 
court  dress  of  George  the  Second's  rei^'u,  with  its  no  c.oUiir, 
large,  sleeves,  and  low  ixjiiket-hoh^sV*  Tins  same  may  \m  urgc^l, 
witlj  equal  truth,  of  tlie  Gothic  liall,  which,  with  its  daikened 
and  tinted  windows,  its  elevated  and  glofuny  roof,  and  massive 
oaken  table  garnished  with  lx)ar's-liead  and  rosemary,  phesus- 
ants  and  ))e;u'Ocks,  cranes  and  cygnets,  li;us  au  exc.elh'iit  elTec.t 
in  lietition.-i  description.  Mucli  may  also  bo  gained  by  a  lively 
display  of  a  modern  fSte,  such  as  we  have  daily  recorded  in 
that  part  of  a  newspaper  entitled  the  Mirror  of  Fashion,  if  we 
Contra.st  these,  or  either  of  them,  with  the  splendid  formality 
of  an  entertainment  given  Sixty  Years  since;  and  thus  it  will 


42  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

be  readily  seen  how  much  the  painter  of  antique  or  of  fashion- 
able manners  gains  over  him  who  delineates  those  of  the  last 
generation. 

Considering  the  disadvantages  inseparable  from  this  part  of 
my  subject,  I  must  be  understood  to  have  resolved  to  avoid 
them  as  much  as  possible,  by  throwing  the  force  of  my  narra- 
tive upon  the  characters  and  passions  of  the  actors ; — those 
passions  common  to  men  in  all  stages  of  society,  and  which 
have  alike  agitated  the  human  heart,  whether  it  throbbed  un- 
der the  steel  corslet  of  the  fifteenth  century,  the  brocaded  coat 
of  the  eighteenth,  or  the  blue  frock  and  white  diiuity  waist- 
coat of  the  present  day. '  Upon  these  passions  it  is  no  doubt 
true  that  the  state  of  manners  and  laws  casts  a  necessary 
colouring ;  but  the  bearings,  to  use  the  language  of  heraldry, 
remain  the  same,  though  the  tincture  may  be  not  only  differ- 
ent, but  opposed  in  strong  contradistinction.  The  wrath  of 
our  ancestors,  for  example,  was  coloured  gules  ;  it  broke  forth 
in  acts  of  open  and  sanguinary  violence  against  the  objects  of 
its  fury.  Our  malignant  feelings,  which  must  seek  gi-atifica- 
tion  through  more  indirect  channels,  and  undermine  the  ob- 
stacles which  they  cannot  openly  bear  downi,  may  be  rather 
said  to  be  tinctured  sable.  But  the  deep-ruling  impulse  is  the 
same  in  both  cases ;  and  the  proud  peer,  who  can  now  only 
ruin  his  neighbour  according  to  law,  by  protracted  suits,  is  the 
genuine  descendant  of  the  baron  who  wrapped  the  castle  of 
his  competitor  in  flames,  and  knocked  him  on  the  head  as  he 
endeavoured  to  escape  from  the  conflagration.  It  is  from  the 
great  book  of  Kature,  the  same  through  a  thousand  editions, 
whether  of  black-letter,  or  wire-wove  and  hot-pressed,  that 
I  have  venturously  essayed  to  read  a  chapter  to  the  pul)lic. 
Some  favourable  opportunities  of  contrast  have  been  afforded 
me  by  the  state  of  society  in  the  northern  part  of  tlie  island  at 
the  period  of  my  history,  and  may  serve  at  once  to  vary  and 
to  illustrate  the  moral  lessons,  which  I  would  willingly  con- 

•  Alas  !  that  attire,  respectable  and  gentlemanlike  in  1805,  or  thereabouts, 
is  now  as  antiquatefl  as  the  Author  of  Waverley  has  himself  become  since 
that  period  !  The  reader  of  fashion  will  please  to  fill  up  the  costume  with 
an  embroidered  waistcoat  of  purple  velvet  or  eilk,  aud  a  coat  of  whatever 
colour  he  pleases. 


WAVERLEY.  43 

aider  as  tlie  most  important  part  of  my  plan;  although.  I  am 
sensible  how  short  these  will  fall  of  their  aim  if  I  shall  be 
found  unable  to  mix  them  with  amusement — a  task  not  quite 
so  easy  in  this  critical  generation  as  it  was  "  Sixty  Years 
since. " 


CHAPTER   II. 

■WATERLEY-HONOUR A    RETROSPECT. 

It  is,  then,  sixty  years  since '  Edward  Waverley,  the  hero 
of  the  following  pages,  took  leave  of  his  family,  to  join,  the 
regiment  of  dragoons  in  which  he  had  lately  obtained  a  com- 
mission. It  was  a  melancholy  day  at  Waverley-Honour  when 
the  young  officer  parted  with  Sir  Everard,  the  affectionate  old 
uncle  to  whose  title  and  estate  he  was  presumptive  heir. 

A  difference  in  political  opinions  had  early  separated  the 
BaioiK't  from  his  younger  brother  liichard  Waverley,  the 
fatlier  of  our  hero.  Sir  Everard  had  inherited  from  his  sires 
the  whole  train  of  Tory  or  High-Church  predibn'tious  and 
prejudices  which  had  distinguished  the  house  of  Waverley 
sitico  the  Great  Civil  War.  Ricliard,  on  the  contrary,  who 
was  ten  years  younger,  Indield  himself  born  to  tlie  fortune  of 
a  second  brotluM',  ;in(l  anticipated  neitlun*  dignity  nor  enter- 
tainment in  sustaini.ig  tlui  cliaracter  of  Will  Wimble.  JIo 
saw  early  that,  to  succeed  in  the  race  of  life,  it  was  necessary 
Ve  should  carry  as  little  weiglit  as  i)Ossible.  Painters  talk  of 
the  (lifliculty  of  exjjressing  tlio  existence  of  com])ound  ])assions 
in  the  same  features  at  the  same  nK)nient;  it  would  bo  no  les.s 
dilHcult  for  tlie  moralist  to  analyse  the  mixed  motives  which 
unilfi  to  form  tho  im])ulse  of  onr  actions.  liichard  Waverley 
read  and  satisfied  himself  from  history  and  sound  argument 
that,  in  tho  words  of  the  old  song, 

Pftssivc  olicdioTUT  wns  n  jost, 
And  pnliaw  I  wa»  non-rcHistonce  ; 


•  Hince  the  yoitr  ITll,  when  tliis  little  rnmniiro  wns  romnionrpd.  Thrt 
precisn  flate  whs  witlilidil  from  the  (iriciniil  cfliiinn.  lost  it  slioiiM  niilici- 
pate  (lie  nature  of  the  talc  by  aunuuncing  so  remarkable  an  era. 


44  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

yet  reason  would  have  probably  been  unable  to  combat  and  re- 
move hereditary  prejudice  could  Richard  have  anticipated  thafc 
his  elder  brother,  Sir  Everard,  taking  to  heart  an  early  disap- 
pointment, would  have  remained  a  bachelor  at  seventy-two. 
The  prospect  of  succession,  however  remote,  might  in  that  case 
have  led  him  to  endure  dragging  through  the  greater  part  of 
his  life  as  "Master  Richard  at  the  Hall,  the  Baronet's 
Brother, "  in  the  hope  that  ere  its  conclusion  he  should  be  dis- 
tinguished as  Sir  Richard  Waverley  of  Waverley-Honoui-,  suc- 
cessor to  a  princely  estate,  and  to  extended  political  conneo- 
tions  as  head  of  the  county  interest  in  the  shire  where  it  lay. 
But  this  was  a  consummation  of  things  not  to  be  expected  at 
Ricliard's  outset,  when  Sir  Everard  was  in  the  prime  of  life, 
and  certain  to  be  an  acceptable  suitor  in  almost  any  family, 
whether  wealth  or  beauty  should  be  the  object  of  his  pursuit, 
and  when,  indeed,  his  speedy  marriage  was  a  report  which 
regularly  amused  the  neighbourhood  once  a  year.  His  younger 
brother  saw  no  practicable  road  to  independence  save  that  of 
relying  upon  his  own  exertions,  and  adopting  a  political  creed 
more  consonant  both  to  reason  and  his  own  interest  than  the 
hereditary  faith  of  Sir  Everard  in  High-Church  and  in  the 
hou^e  of  Stuart.  He  therefore  read  his  recantation  at  the  be- 
ginning of  his  career,  and  entered  life  as  an  avowed  Whig  and 
friend  of  the  Hanover  succession. 

The  ministry  of  George  the  First's  time  were  prudently 
anxious  to  drininish  the  phalanx  of  opposition.  The  Tory 
nobility,  depending  for  their  reflected  lustre  upon  the  sunshine 
of  a  court,  had  for  some  time  been  gradually  reconciling  them- 
selves to  the  new  dynasty.  But  the  wealthy  country  gentle- 
men of  England,  a  rank  which  retained,  with  much  of  ancient 
Tnanners  and  primitive  integiity,  a  great  portion  of  obstinate 
and  unyielding  prejudice,  stood  aloof  in  haughty  and  sullen 
opposition,  and  cast  many  a  look  of  mingled  regret  and  hope 
to  Bois  le  Duo,  Avignon,  and  Italy.'  The  accession  of  the 
near  relation  of  one  of  those  steady  and  inflexible  opponents 

'  Where  the  Chevalier  Saint  George,  or,  as  he  was  termed,  the  Old  Pre- 
tender, held  his  exiled  court,  as  hia  situation  compelled  him  to  shift  biB 
place  of  residence. 


WAVERLEY.  45 

was  considered  as  a  means  of  bringing  over  more  converts,  and 
therefore  Richard  Waverley  met  with  a  share  of  ministerial 
favour  more  than  proportioned  to  his  talents  or  his  political 
importance.  It  was,  however,  discovered  that  he  had  respect- 
able talents  for  public  business,  and  the  iirst  admittance  to  the 
minister's  levee  being  negotiated,  his  success  became  rapid. 
Sir  Everard  learned  from  the  public  News-Letter,  first,  that 
Richard  "Waverley,  Esquire,  was  returned  for  the  ministerial 
borough  of  Barterf  aith ;  next,  that  Richard  Waverley,  Esquire, 
had  taken  a  distinguished  part  in  the  debate  upon  the  Excise 
bill  in  the  support  of  government;  and,  lastly,  that  Richard 
Waverley,  Esquire,  had  been  honoured  with  a  seat  at  one  of 
those  boards  where  the  pleasure  of  serving  the  country  is  com- 
bined with  other  important  gratifications,  which,  to  render 
them  the  moi-e  acceptal)le,  occur  regularly  once  a  quarter. 

AltlKJugh  these  events  followed  each  other  so  closely  that 
the  sagacity  of  the  editor  of  a  modern  newspaper  would  have 
presaged  the  two  last  even  while  he  announced  the  first,  yet 
they  came  ujx)!!  Sir  Evci-ard  gradn;illy,  and  drop  by  dro]),  as 
it  were,  distilled  through  the  cool  and  i)rocrastiuating  aleniiiic 
of  Dyer's  Weekly  Letter.'  For  it  may  be  observed  in  i)as.s- 
iug,  that  instead  of  those  mail-coaches,  by  means  of  which 
every  mechanic  at  his  six-penny  club  may  niglitly  learn  from 
twenty  contradictory  cliaiiiiels  the  yesterday's  news  of  the 
capital,  a  weekly  post  brought,  in  th(;s«!  days,  to  Waverley- 
Honour,  a  Weekly  Intelligencer,  wlucli,  after  it  had  gratified 
Sir  Everard's  curiosity,  his  sister's,  and  tliat  of  his  aged  l)itt- 
ler,  was  regularly  transferred  from  the  Hall  to  the  Rectory, 
from  the  Rectory  to  Squire  Stiil)l)s's  at  the  (Jrange,  from  the 
Squire  to  the  Baroiu^t's  steward  at  his  neat  wliite  liouse  on  the 
heatli,  from  the  steward  to  Uw.  bailiff,  and  fr.mi  him  tlinmgli 
a  huge  circle  of  honest  dames  and  gaffers,  by  wliose  luird  ami 
horny  hands  it  was  generally  worn  to  pieces  in  alnjut  a  month 
after  its  arrival. 

Tliis  slow  succession  of  intelligence  w;is  of  some  advantnge 
to  Ricliai<l  Waverley  in  the  case  before  us;  for,  liad  the  .sum 
total  of  his  enormities  reached  the  ears  of  Sir  Everard  at  once, 
»  See  Dyer's  Weekly  Letter.     Note  1. 


46  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

there  can  be  no  doubt  that  the  new  commissioner  would  have 
had  little  reason  to  pique  himself  on  the  success  of  his  poli- 
tics. The  Baronet,  although  the  mildest  of  human  beings, 
was  not  without  sensitive  points  in  his  character ;  his  brother's 
conduct  had  wounded  these  deeply ;  the  Waverley  estate  was 
fettered  by  no  entail  (for  it  had  never  entered  into  the  head  of 
any  of  its  former  possessors  that  one  of  their  progeny  could  be 
guilty  of  the  atrocities  laid  by  Dyer's  Letter  to  the  door  of 
Richard),  and  if  it  had,  the  marriage  of  the  proprietor  might 
have  been  fatal  to  a  collateral  heir.  These  various  ideas 
floated  through  the  brain  of  Sir  Everard  without,  however, 
producing  any  determined  conclusion. 

He  examined  the  tree  of  his  genealogy,  which,  emblazoned 
with  many  an  emblematic  mark  of  honour  and  heroic  achieve- 
ment, hung  upon  the  well- varnished  wainscot  of  his  hall. 
The  nearest  descendants  of  Sir  Hildebrand  Waverley,  failing 
those  of  his  eldest  son  Wilfred,  of  whom  Sir  Everard  and  his 
brother  were  the  only  representatives,  were,  as  this  honoured 
register  informed  him  (and,  indeed,  as  he  himself  well  knew), 
the  Waverleys  of  Highley  Park,  com.  Hants ;  with  whom  the 
main  branch,  or  rather  stock,  of  the  house  had  renounced  all 
connection  since  the  great  law-suit  in  1G70. 

This  degenerate  scion  had  committed  a  farther  offence 
against  the  head  and  source  of  their  gentility,  by  the  inter- 
marriage of  their  representative  with  Judith,  heiress  of  Oliver 
Bradshawe,  of  Highley  I'ark,  whose  arms,  the  same  with  those 
of  Bradshawe  the  regicide,  they  had  quartered  with  the  ancient 
coat  of  Waverley.  These  offences,  however,  had  vanished 
from  Sir  Everard's  recollection  in  the  heat  of  his  resentment; 
and  had  Lawyer  Clippurse,  for  whom  his  gi-oom  was  des- 
patched express,  arrived  but  an  hour  earlier,  he  might  have 
had  the  benefit  of  drawing  a  new  settlement  of  the  lordship 
and  manor  of  Waverley-Honour,  with  all  its  dependencies. 
But  an  hour  of  cool  reflection  is  a  great  matter  when  employed 
in  weighing  the  comparative  evil  of  two  measures  to  neither 
of  which  we  are  internally  partial.  Lawyer  Clipi)urse  found 
his  patron  involved  in  a  deep  study,  which  he  was  too  respect- 
ful to  disturb,  otherwise  than  by  producing  his  paper  and 


WAVERLEY.  47 

leathern  ink-case,  as  prepared  to  minute  his  honour's  com- 
mands. Even  this  slight  manoeuvre  was  embai-rassing  to  Sir 
Everai-d,  who  felt  it  as  a  reproach  to  his  indecision.  He 
looked  at  the  attorney  with  some  desire  to  issue  his  fiat,  when 
the  sun,  emerging  from  behind  a  cloud,  poured  at  once  its 
chequered  light  tluough  the  stained  window  of  the  gloomy 
cabinet  in  which  they  were  seated.  The  Baronet's  eye,  as  he 
raised  it  to  the  splendour,  fell  right  upon  the  central  scutcheon, 
impressed  with  the  same  device  which  his  ancestor  was  said 
to  have  borne  in  tlie  held  of  Hastings, — three  ermines  passant, 
argent,  in  a  field  azure,  with  its  appropriate  motto,  Sans  tache. 
*'  May  our  name  rather  perish, "  exclaimed  Sir  Everard,  "  thaa 
that  ancient  and  loj^^al  symbol  should  be  blended  with  the  dis- 
honoured insignia  of  a  traitorous  Roundhead!" 

All  this  was  the  effect  of  the  glimpse  of  a  sunbeam,  just 
sufficient  to  liglit  La\vyer  Clijjpurse  to  mend  his  pen.  The 
pen  was  mended  in  vain.  The  attorney  was  dismissed,  with 
directions  to  hold  himself  in  readiness  on  the  first  sum- 
mons. 

'J'lie  apparition  of  Lawyer  C!lippurso  at  the  Hall  occasioned 
much  speculation  in  tliat  portion  of  the  world  to  which  VVaver- 
ley-Honour  formed  the  centre.  But  the  more  judicious  poli- 
ticians of  this  microcosm  augured  yet  worse  consetjueuces  to 
Ttichard  Wavei'ley  from  a  movement  which  shortly  followed 
liis  apost'.tsy.  Tliis  was  no  luss  than  an  excursion  of  tho 
liaionet  in  his  coa<;h-and-six,  with  four  attendants  in  rich  liv- 
eries, to  make  a  visit  of  some  duration  to  a  noble  peer  on  the 
confines  of  the  sliire,  of  untainted  descent,  steady  Tory  ])rinci- 
ples,  and  the  happy  father  of  six  unmarried  and  accomplished 
daugliters. 

Sir  Everard's  reception  in  this  family  wsis,  a,s  it  may  be 
easily  conceived,  Hutticicntly  favourable;  but  of  the  six  young 
ladies,  his  tawte  imfortunately  determined  him  in  favour  of 
Lady  Emily,  tlie  youngest,  who  received  liis  attentions  with 
an  enibarrn^ssmcmt  which  showed  at  once  that  she  durst  not 
decline  them,  and  that  they  afforded  her  anything  but 
plea<^ure. 

Sir  Everard  could  not  but  perceive  something  uncommon  in 
3  Vol.  1 


48  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

the  restrained  emotions  which  the  young  lady  testified  at  the 
advances  he  hazarded;  but,  assured  by  the  prudent  Countess 
that  they  were  the  natural  effects  of  a  retired  education,  the 
sacrifice  might  have  been  completed,  as  doubtless  has  hap- 
pened in  many  similar  instances,  had  it  not  been  for  the  cour- 
age of  an  elder  sister,  who  revealed  to  the  wealthy  suitor  that 
Lady  Emily's  affections  were  fixed  upon  a  young  soldier  of 
fortune,  a  near  relation  of  her  own.  Sir  Everard  manifested 
great  emotion  on  receiving  this  intelligence,  which  was  con- 
firmed to  him,  in  a  private  interview,  by  the  young  lady  her- 
self, although  under  the  most  dreadful  apprehensions  of  her 
father's  indignation. 

Honour  and  generosity  were  hereditary  attributes  of  the 
house  of  Waverley.  \^'itl^  a  grace  and  delicacy  worthy  the 
hero  of  a  romance.  Sir  Everard  withdrew  his  claim  to  the 
hand  of  Lady  Emily.  He  had  even,  before  leaving  IMande- 
ville  Castle,  the  address  to  extort  from  her  father  a  consent 
to  her  union  with  the  object  of  her  choice.  What  argumeiits 
he  used  on  this  point  cannot  exactly  be  known,  for  Sir  Ever- 
ard was  never  supposed  strong  in  the  powers  of  persuasion ; 
but  the  young  officer,  immediately  after  this  transaction,  rose 
in  tlie  army  with  a  rapidity  far  surpassing  the  usual  place  of 
unpatronised  professional  merit,  although,  to  outward  appear- 
ance, that  was  all  he  had  to  depend  u])on. 

The  shock  whicli  Sir  Everard  encountered  upon  this  occasion, 
althtnigh  diminished  by  the  consciousness  of  having  acted 
vii-tuously  and  generously,  had  its  effect  upon  his  future 
life.  His  resolution  of  marriage  had  been  adopted  in  a  fit  of 
indignation;  the  lalwur  of  courtship  did  not  quite  suit  the 
dignified  indolence  of  his  habits;  he  had  but  just  escaped  the 
risk  of  marrying  a  Avoman  who  could  nev;r  love  him,  and  liis 
pride  could  not  be  greatly  flattered  by  the  termination  of  his 
amour,  even  if  his  heart  had  not  suffered.  The  result  of  the 
whole  matter  was  his  return  to  Waverley-Honour  without  any 
transfer  of  his  affections,  notwithstanding  the  sighs  and  lan- 
guishments  of  the  fair  tell-tale,  who  liad  revealed,  in  mere  sis- 
terly affection,  the  secret  of  Lady  Emily's  attachment,  and  in 
despite  of  the  nods,  winks,  and  innuendoes  of  the  officious  lady 


WAVERLEY.  49 

mother,  and  the  grave  eulogiums  which  the  Earl  pronounced 
successively  on  the  prudence,  and  good  sense,  and  admirable 
dispositions,  of  his  first,  second,  third,  fourth,  and  fifth 
daughters.  The  memory  of  his  unsuccessful  amour  was  with 
Sir  Everard,  as  with  many  more  of  his  temper,  at  once  shy, 
proud,  sensitive,  and  indolent,  a  beacon  against  exposing  him- 
self to  similar  mortification,  pain,  and  fruitless  exertion  for  the 
time  to  come.  He  continued  to  live  at  Waverley-Honour  in 
the  style  of  an  old  English  gentleman,  of  an  ancient  descent 
and  opulent  fortune.  His  sister.  Miss  Eachel  Waverley, 
presided  at  his  table;  and  they  became,  by  degrees,  an  old 
bachelor  and  an  ancient  maiden  lady,  the  gentlest  and  kindest 
of  the  votaries  of  celibacy. 

The  vehemence  of  Sir  Everard's  resentment  against  his 
brother  was  but  short-lived;  yet  his  dislike  to  the  Whig  and 
the  placeman,  though  unable  to  stimulate  him  to  resume  any 
active  measures  prejudicial  to  Richard's  interest,  in  the  suc- 
cession to  the  family  estate,  continued  to  maintain  the  cold- 
ness between  them.  Richard  kn(!W  enough  of  tlio  world,  and 
of  his  brother's  temper,  to  believe  that  by  any  ill-considered 
or  precipitate  advances  on  his  part,  he  might  turn  passive  dis- 
like into  a  more  active  ])rinci})le.  It  was  accident,  therefore, 
which  at  length  occasioned  a  renewal  of  their  intercourse. 
Ricliard  had  inarrifd  a  yoimg  woman  of  raiik,  hy  whose  family 
interest  and  ])rivate  fortune  he  hoped  to  advance  his  career. 
In  her  right  ho  })ecame  possessor  of  a  manor  of  some  value,  at 
tiie  distance  of  a  few  miles  from  AVaverley-Honour. 

Tvittle  Edward,  the  hero  of  our  tale,  then  in  his  fifth  year, 
wa«  their  only  child.  It  chanced  that  tho  infant  with  liis 
maid  had  strayed  one  moniing  to  a  mile's  jlistance  from  the 
avenue  (if  Brere-wood  Lodge,  liis  fathfr's  seat.  Their  atten- 
tion was  attracted  by  a  carriage  drawn  by  six  stately  long- 
tailed  l)lfwk  horses,  and  with  Jus  mneh  carving  and  gilding  as 
would  have  done  lionour  to  my  lord  mayor's.  It  wa,s  waiting 
for  the  owner,  who  was  at  a  little  distance  inspecting  tlio 
progress  of  a  half-buDt  farm-house,  T  know  not  whether  the 
boy's  nurse  had  been  a  Welsh  or  a  Scotch  woman,  or  in  what 
manner  he  associated  a  shield  emblazoned  with  tliree  erniines 


60  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

with  the  idea  of  personal  property,  but  he  no  sooner  beheld 
this  family  emblem  than  he  stoutly  determined  on  vindicating 
his  right  to  the  splendid  vehicle  on  which  it  was  displayed. 
The  J>aronet  arrived  while  the  boy's  maid  was  in  vain  endeav- 
ouring to  make  him  desist  from  his  determmation  to  appro- 
priate the  gilded  coach  and  six.  The  rencontre  was  at  a  happy 
moment  for  Edward,  as  his  uncle  had  been  just  eyeing  wist- 
fully, with  something  of  a  feeling  like  envy,  the  chubby  boys 
of  the  stout  yeoman  whose  mansion  was  building  by  his 
direction.  In  the  round-faced  rosy  cherub  before  him,  bear- 
ing his  eye  and  his  name,  and  vindicating  a  hereditary  title 
to  his  family,  affection,  and  patronage,  by  means  of  a  tie 
which  Sir-  Everard  held  as  sacred  as  either  Garter  or  Blue- 
mantle,  Providence  seemed  to  have  gi-anted  to  him  the  very 
object  best  calculated  to  till  up  the  void  in  his  hopes  and  aifec- 
tious.  Sir  Everard  returned  to  Waverley-Hall  \ipon  a  led 
horse,  which  was  kept  in  readiness  for  him,  while  the  child 
and  his  attendant  were  sent  home  in  the  carriage  to  Brere- 
wood  Lodge,  with  such  a  message  as  opened  to  Richard 
Waverley  a  door  of  reconciliation  with  his  elder  brother. 

Their  intercourse,  however,  though  thus  renewed,  continued 
to  be  rather  formal  and  civil  than  partaking  of  brotherly 
cordiality;  yet  it  was  sufficient  to  the  wishes  of  both  parties. 
Sir  Everard  obtained,  in  the  frequent  society  of  his  little 
nephew,  something  on  which  his  hereditary  pride  might  found 
the  anticipated  pleasure  of  a  continuation  of  his  lineage,  and 
where  his  kind  and  gentle  affections  could  at  the  same  time 
fully  exercise  themselves.  For  Richard  Waverley,  he  beheld 
in  the  growing  attachment  between  the  uncle  and  nephew  tlie 
means  of  securing  his  son's,  if  not  his  own,  succession  to  the 
hereditary  estate,  which  he  felt  would  Ije  rather  endangered 
than  promoted  by  any  attempt  on  his  own  part  towards  a 
closer  intimacy  with  a  man  of  Sir  Everard's  habits  and 
opinions. 

Thus,  by  a  sort  of  tacit  compromise,  little  Edward  was  ])er- 
mitted  to  pass  the  greater  part  of  the  year  at  the  liall,  and 
appeared  to  stand  in  the  same  intimate  relation  to  both  fami- 
lies, although  their  mutual  intercourse  was  otherwise  limited 


WAVERLEY.  61 

to  formal  messages  and  more  formal  visits.  The  education  of 
the  youth  was  regulated  alternately  by  the  taste  and  opinions 
of  his  imcle  and  of  his  father.  But  more  of  this  in  a  subse- 
quent chapter. 


CHAPTER   III. 

EDUCATION. 


The  education  of  our  hero,  Edward  Waverley,  was  of  a 
nature  somewhat  desultory.  In  infancy  his  health  suffered, 
or  was  supposed  to  suffer  (which  is  quite  the  same  thing),  by 
the  air  of  London.  As  soon,  therefore,  as  official  duties,  at- 
tendance on  Parliament,  or  the  prosecution  of  any  of  his  plans 
of  interest  or  ambition,  called  his  father  to  town,  which  was 
his  usual  residence  for  eight  months  in  the  year,  Edward  was 
transferred  to  Waverley-Honour,  and  experienced  a  total 
change  of  instructors  and  of  lessons,  as  well  as  of  residence. 
This  miglit  have  been  remedied  had  liis  father  placed  him 
UJider  tlio  superintendence  of  a  permanent  tutor.  ]^ut  ho  con- 
sidered that  one  of  his  choosing  would  probably  have  been 
unacceptaljle  at  "Waverley-ITonour,  and  that  such  a  selection 
as  Sir  Everard  might  have  made,  were  the  matter  left  to  him, 
would  have  burdened  him  with  a  disagreeal)le  inmate,  if  not 
a  political  sjjy,  in  Ids  family,  lie  therefore  i)revailed  upon 
his  private  secretary,  a  young  man  of  taste  and  accomplisli- 
ments,  to  best/)w  an  hour  or  two  on  Edward's  education 
while  at  r>rere-wood  Lodge,  and  loft  his  unrld  answerable 
for  his  improvement  in  literature  while  an  ininato  at  the 
IlaU. 

This  was  in  some  degree  respectably  provided  for.  Sir 
Everard's  chaplain,  an  Oxonian,  who  had  lost  his  fellowslii]»  for 
declining  to  take  the  oaths  at  the  accessicm  of  (Jeorge  1.,  was 
not  only  an  excellent  cla,ssiral  scholar,  but  reasonably  skilled 
in  science,  and  ma.ster  of  most  modern  languages.  1T<!  was, 
however,  old  and  indulgent,  and  the  recurring  interregnum, 
during  which  Edward  was  entirely  freed  from  his  discipline, 


52  WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

occasioued  such  a  relaxation  of  authority,  that  the  youth  waa 
pei'iuitted,  in  a  great  measure,  to  learn  as  he  pleased,  wliat  he 
pleased,  and  when  he  pleased.  This  slackness  of  rule  might 
have  been  niinous  to  a  boy  of  slow  understanding,  Avho,  feel- 
ing labour  in  the  acquisition  of  knowledge,  would  have  alto- 
gether neglected  it,  save  for  the  command  of  a  task-master; 
and  ib  might  have  proved  equally  dangerous  to  a  youth  whose 
aiiijnal  spirits  were  more  powerfid  than  his  imagination  or  his 
feelings,  and  whom  the  irresistible  influence  of  Alma  would 
have  engaged  in  field-sports  from  morning  till  night.  But 
the  character  of  Edward  Waverley  was  remote  from  either  of 
these.  His  powers  of  apprehension  were  so  uncommonly  quick 
as  almost  to  resemble  intuition,  and  the  chief  care  of  his  pre- 
ceptor was  to  prevent  him,  as  a  si)ortsman  would  phrase  it, 
from  overrunning  his  game — that  is,  from  acquiring  his  knowl- 
edge ill  a  slight,  flimsy,  and  inadequate  manner.  And  here 
the  instructor  had  to  combat  another  propensity  too  often 
united  with  brilliancy  of  fancy  and  vivacity  of  talent — that 
indolence,  namely,  of  disposition,  which  can  only  be  stirred 
by  some  strong  motive  of  gratification,  and  which  renounces 
study  as  soon  as  curiosity  is  gratified,  the  pleasure  of  conquer- 
ing the  first  diflficulties  exhausted,  and  the  novelty  of  pursuit 
at  an  end.  Edward  would  throw  himself  with  spirit  upon 
any  classical  author  of  which  his  preceptor  proposed  the  peru-' 
sal,  make  himself  master  of  tlie  style  so  far  as  to  understand 
the  story,  and,  if  that  pleased  or  interested  him,  ho  fuiished  the 
volume.  But  it  was  in  vain  to  attempt  fixing  his  attention 
on  critical  distmctions  of  philology,  upon  the  difference  of 
idiom,  the  beauty  of  felicitous  expression,  or  the  artificial 
comljinations  of  syntax.  "  I  can  read  and  understand  a  Latin 
author,"  said  young  Edward,  with  the  self-confidence  and 
rash  reasoning  of  fifteen,  "  and  Scaliger  or  Bentley  could  not 
do  nrach  more."  Alas!  while  he  was  thus  permitted  to  read 
only  for  the  gratification  of  his  amusement,  he  foresaw  not 
that  he  was  losing  for  ever  the  opportunity  of  ac!quiring  habits 
of  firm  and  assiduous  application,  of  gaining  the  art  of  con- 
trolliiig,  directing,  and  concentrating  the  powers  of  his  mind 
for  earnest  investigation — an  art  far  more  essential  than  eveu 


WAVERLEY.  63 

that  intimate  acquaintance  with  classical  learning  -which  is  the 
primary  object  of  study. 

I  am  aware  I  may  be  here  reminded  of  the  necessity  of  ren- 
dering instruction  agreeable  to  youth,  and  of  Tasso's  infusion 
of  honey  into  the  medicine  prepared  for  a  child ;  but  an  age 
in  which  children  are  taught  the  di-iest  doctrines  by  the  in- 
sinuating method  of  instructive  games,  has  little  reason  to 
dread  the  consequences  of  study  being  rendered  too  serious 
or  severe.  The  history  of  England  is  now  reduced  to  a  game 
at  cards,  the  problems  of  mathematics  to  puzzles  aiul  riddles, 
and  the  doctrines  of  arithmetic  may,  we  are  assured,  be  suffi- 
ciently acquiied  by  spending  a  few  hours  a  week  at  a  new  and 
complicated  edition  of  the  Royal  Game  of  the  Goose,  There 
wants  but  one  step  furtlier,  and  the  Creed  and  Ten  Command- 
ments may  be  taught  in  the  same  manner,  without  the  neces- 
sity of  the  grave  face,  deliberate  tone  of  recital,  and  devout 
attention,  hitherto  exacted  from  the  well-governed  childhood 
of  tills  realm.  It  may,  in  tlie  mean  time,  be  subject  of  serious 
consideration,  whetlun-  those  who  are  accustomed  only  to  ac- 
quire instruction  througli  the  medium  of  amusement  may  not 
be  br<mght  to  reject  tliat  wliich  approaches  iinder  the  aspect 
of  study;  whether  those  wlio  learn  history  by  the  cards  may 
not  be  led  to  j>ref<'r  t\ui  means  to  tlie  end;  and  whether,  Avero 
we  to  teach  icligion  in  the  way  of  sport,  our  pupils  may  nob 
thereby  be  gradually  induced  to  make  sport  of  their  religion. 
To  our  young  hero,  who  was  permitted  to  seek  his  instruction 
only  according  to  the  bent  of  his  own  mind,  and  who,  of 
consequenee,  only  sou^'lit  it  so  long  as  it  affordfd  him  amuse- 
ment, the  indulgence  of  his  tutors  was  attcudcui  with  evil  con- 
sequences, which  long  continued  to  intluonco  liis  character, 
ha])pine88,  and  utility. 

Edward's  jKiwer  of  imagination  and  love  of  literature,  al- 
tlioni,'h  the  foriner  wa.s  vivid  and  the  latter  ardent,  were  ho 
far  from  affording  a  remedy  to  this  peculiar  evil,  that  they 
rather  inflamed  and  increased  its  violence.  The  library  at 
Waverley-Honour,  a  laige  CJothio  room,  with  duuble  arches 
and  a  gallery,  contained  such  a  miscellaneous  and  extensive 
collectioa  of  volumes  as  had  beea  assembled  together,  during 


54  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

the  coiu'se  of  two  hundred  years,  by  a  family  which  had  been 
always  wealthy,  aiid  iucliued,  of  course,  as  a  mark  of  splendour, 
to  furnish  their  shelves  with  the  current  literature  of  the  day, 
without  much  scrutiny  or  nicety  of  discrimination.  Thi'ough- 
out  this  ample  reabu  Edward  was  permitted  to  roam  at 
large.  His  tutor  had  his  own  studies;  and  church  politics 
and  controversial  divinity,  together  with  a  love  of  learned 
ease,  though  they  did  not  withdraw  his  attention  at  stated 
times  from  the  progress  of  his  patron's  presumptive  heir,  in- 
duced him  readily  to  grasp  at  any  apology  for  not  extending 
a  strict  and  regulated  sui-vey  towards  his  general  studies.  Sir 
Everard  had  never  been  himself  a  student,  and,  like  his  sister 
Miss  Rachel  Waverley,  held  the  common  doctrine,  that  idle- 
ness is  incompatible  with  reading  of  any  kind,  and  that  the 
mere  tracing  the  alphabetical  characters  with  the  eye  is  in  it- 
self a  useful  and  meritorious  task,  without  scrupulously  con- 
sidering what  ideas  or  doctrines  they  may  happen  to  convey. 
With  a  desire  of  amusement,  therefore,  which  better  discipline 
might  soon  have  converted  into  a  thirst  for  knowledge,  young 
Waverley  di-ove  through  the  sea  of  books  like  a  vessel  without 
a  pilot  or  a  rudder.  Nothing  perhaps  increases  by  indulgence 
more  than  a  desvdtory  habit  of  reading,  especially  under  such 
opportunities  of  gratifying  it.  I  believe  one  reason  why  such 
numerous  instances  of  erudition  occur  among  the  lower  ranks 
is  that,  with  the  same  powers  of  mind,  the  poor  student  is 
limited  to  a  narrow  circle  for  indulging  his  passion  for  books, 
and  must  necessarily  make  himself  master  of  the  few  he  pos- 
sesses ere  he  can  acquire  more.  Edward,  on  the  contrary,  like 
the  epicure  who  only  deigned  to  take  a  single  morsel  from  the 
sunny  side  of  a  peach,  read  no  volume  a  moment  after  it  ceased 
to  excite  his  curiosity  or  interest;  and  it  necessarily  happened, 
that  the  habit  of  seeking  only  this  sort  of  gratification  ren- 
dered it  daily  more  difficult  of  attainment,  till  the  passion  for 
reading,  like  other  strong  appetites,  produced  by  indulgence  a 
sort  of  satiety. 

Ere  he  attained  this  indifference,  however,  he  had  read,  and 
stored  in  a  memory  of  uncommon  tenacity,  much  curious, 
though  ill-arranged  and  miscellaneous  information.     In  Eng- 


WAVERLEY.  55 

lish  literature  he  was  mavster  of  Shakespeare  and  Milton,  of 
our  earlier  dramatic  authors,  of  mauy  picturesque  aud  inter- 
esting passages  from  our  old  historical  chronicles,  aud  was 
pai'ticularly  well  acquainted  with  Spenser,  Drayton,  and  other 
poets  who  have  exercised  themselves  on  romantic  iiction,  of 
all  themes  the  most  fascinating  to  a  youthful  imagination,  be- 
fore the  passions  have  roused  themselves  and  demand  poetry 
of  a  more  sentimental  description.  In  this  respect  his  ac- 
quaintance with  Italian  opened  him  yet  a  wider  range.  lie 
had  perused  the  numerous  romantic  poems,  which,  from  the 
days  of  Pulci,  have  been  a  favourite  exercise  of  the  wits  of 
Italy,  and  iiad  sought  gratihcation  in  the  numerous  collections 
of  iiorelle,  which  were  brought  foith  by  the  genius  of  tliat  ele- 
gant though  luxurious  nation,  in  enudation  of  the  Decameron. 
In  classical  literature,  Waverley  had  made  the  usual  progress, 
and  read  the  usual  authois;  and  tlie  French  had  afforded  him 
an  almost  exhaustless  collection  of  memoirs,  scarcely  more 
faitliful  than  romances,  aud  of  romances  so  well  written  as 
hardly  to  be  distinguished  from  memoirs.  The  splendid 
pages  of  Froissart,  witli  liis  heart-stirring  and  cye-dazzliiig 
descriptions  of  war  and  of  tournaments,  were  among  his  cliief 
favourites;  and  from  those!  of  l>rant6me  and  De  la  None  lie 
learned  to  cojuparc  the  wild  and  loose,  yet  superstitious,  char- 
acter of  the  nobles  of  the  League  with  the  stern,  rigid,  and 
sometimes  turbulent  disposition  of  tlu;  Huguenot  jtarty.  The 
Spanish  had  contributed  to  liis  stock  of  chivalrous  and  roman- 
tic lore.  Th(!  earlier  liteiaturo  of  the  northern  nations  did  not. 
escape  the  stndy  of  one  who  read  rather  to  awaken  the  imagi- 
nation than  to  benetit  the  understanding.  And  yet,  knowing 
much  that  is  known  but  to  few,  Edward  Waverley  might  just: 
ly  be  considered  as  ignorant,  h'wwk^  he  knew  little  of  what  adds 
dignity  b)  man,  an<l  qindilies  him  1o  sup})ort  and  adorn  an 
elevated  situation  in  soitiuty. 

The  occasional  attention  of  his  parents  might  in(h'ed  have 
Ijeen  of  service  to  prevent  tlie  dissipation  of  mind  incidental 
to  such  a  desultory  ccnirse  of  reading.  But  his  mother  dieil 
in  the  seventh  year  after  tlie  reeoneiliation  between  the  broth- 
ers, and  Kichard  Waverley  himself,  who,  after  this  event,  re- 


56  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

sided  more  constantly  in  London,  Avas  too  much  interested  in 
his  own  plans  of  wealth  and  ambition  to  notice  more  respect- 
ing Edward  than  that  he  was  of  a  very  bookish  turn,  and  prob- 
ably destined  to  be  a  bishop.  If  he  could  have  discovered 
and  analysed  his  son's  waking  dreams,  he  would  have  formed 
a  very  different  conclusion. 


CHAPTEE   IV. 

CASTLE-BUILDING. 


I  HAVE  already  hinted  that  the  dainty,  squeamish,  and 
fastidious  taste  acquired  by  a  surfeit  of  idle  reading  had  not 
only  rendered  our  hero  unfit  for  serious  and  sober  study,  but 
had  even  disgusted  him  in  some  degree  with  that  in  which 
he  had  hitherto  indulged. 

He  was  in  his  sixteenth  year  when  his  habits  of  abstraction 
and  love  of  solitude  became  so  much  marked  as  to  excite  Sir 
Everard's  affectionate  apprehension.  He  tried  to  counterbal- 
ance these  propensities  by  engaging  his  nephew  in  field-sports, 
which  had  been  the  chief  pleasure  of  his  own  youthful  days. 
But  although  Edward  eagerly  carried  the  gun  for  one  season,  yet 
when  practice  had  given  him  some  dexterity,  the  pastime  ceased 
to  afford  him  amusement. 

In  the  succeeding  spring,  the  perusal  of  old  Isaac  Walton's 
fascinating  volume  determined  Edward  to  become  "  a  brother 
of  the  angle."  But  of  all  diversions  which  ingenuity  ever  de- 
vised for  the  relief  of  idleness,  fishing  is  the  worst  qualified 
to  amuse  a  man  who  is  at  once  indolent  and  impatient;  and 
our  hero's  rod  was  speedily  flung  aside.  Society  and  example, 
which,  more  than  any  other  motives,  master  and  sway  the 
natural  bent  of  our  passions,  might  have  had  their  usual  effect 
upon  the  youthful  visionary.  But  the  neighbourhood  was 
thinly  iahabited,  and  the  home-bred  young  squires  whom  it 
afforded  were  not  of  a  class  fit  to  form  Edward's  usual  com- 
panions, far  less  to  excite  him  to  emulation  in  the  practice  of 


WAVEKLEY.  57 

those  pastimes  which  composed  the  serious  business  of  their 
lives. 

There  were  a  few  other  youths  of  better  education  and  a. 
more  liberal  character,  but  from  their  society  also  our  hero 
was  in  some  degree  excluded.  Sir  Everard  had,  upon  the 
death  of  Queen  Anne,  resigned  his  seat  in  Parliament,  ai;d,  as 
his  age  increased  and  the  number  of  his  contemporaries  dimin- 
ished, had  gradually  withdrawn  himself  from  society ;  so  that 
when,  upon  any  particular  occasion,  Edward  mingled  with 
accomplished  and  well-educated  young  men  of  his  own  rank 
and  expectations,  he  felt  an  inferiority  in  their  compan}^  not 
so  much  from  deficiency  of  information,  as  from  the  want  of 
the  skill  to  command  and  to  arrange  tliat  which  ho  possessed. 
A  deep  and  increasing  sensibility  added  to  this  dislike  of 
society.  The  idea  of  having  committed  tlie  slightest  solecism 
in  politeness,  whether  real  or  imaginary,  was  agony  to  liim; 
for  perhaps  even  guilt  itself  does  not  imjiose  upon  some  minds 
80  keen  a  sense  of  shame  and  remorse,  as  a  modest,  sensitive, 
and  inexperienced  youth  feels  from  the  consciousness  of  hav- 
ing neglected  eti(£uette  or  excited  ridicule.  Where  we  are  not 
at  ease,  we  cannot  ha  happy;  and  therefore  it  is  nc^t  surprising 
that  Edward  Waverlcy  su])posed  that  lie  disliked  and  was  mi- 
fitted  f(n"  s  eiety,  merely  because  he  had  not  yet  actpiired  the 
habit  of  living  in  it  with  ease  and  comfort,  ;nid  of  reciprocally 
giving  and  leceiving  ])leasure. 

The  hours  ho  spent  with  his  undo  and  aunt  wore  exhausted 
in  listening  to  the  oft-repeated  tale  of  narrative  old  age.  Vet 
even  there  his  imagination,  the  ])re(loniin;int  faculty  of  iiis 
mind,  was  fref^uently  excited.  J'^amily  tradition  and  genea- 
logicid  history,  U])ou  which  much  of  Sir  KvjM-ard's  discourse 
tuiiied,  i.'i  the  very  reverse  of  amlxT,  which,  itself  a  valuable 
substance,  usually  includes  flies,  straws,  and  other  trifles; 
whereas  these,  studitis,  Ix-ing  themselves  very  insignilieant  and 
trifling,  do  neveitheh^ss  sfuve  U)  jKu-petuate  a  great  (h'al  of 
what  is  rare  and  valuable  in  ancient  manners,  and  to  record 
many  curious  and  minute  fjicts  which  could  have  been  i)re- 
served  and  conveyed  through  no  other  medium.  If,  therefore, 
Edward  Waverley  yawned  at    times  over  the  dry  deduction 


68  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

of  his  line  of  ancestors,  with  their  various  intermarriages,  and 
inwardly  deprecated  the  remorseless  and  protracted  accuracy 
with  which  the  Avorthy  Sir  Everard  rehearsed  the  various  de- 
grees of  propinquity  between  the  house  of  Waverley-Honour 
and  the  doughty  barons,  knights,  and  squires  to  whom  they 
stood^  allied ;  if  (notwithstandmg  his  obligations  to  the  three 
ermines  passant)  he  sometimes  cursed  in  his  heart  the  jargon 
of  heraldi-y,  its  griffins,  its  mold- warps,  its  wyverns,  and  its 
dragons,  with  all  the  bitterness  of  Hotspur  himself,  there  were 
luoments  when  these  communications  interested  his  fancy  and 
rewarded  his  attention. 

The  deeds  of  Wilibert  of  Waverley  in  the  Holy  Land,  his 
long  absence  and  perilous  adventures,  his  supposed  death,  and 
his  return  on  the  evening  Avhen  the  betrothed  of  his  heart  had 
wedded  the  hero  who  had  protected  her  from  insult  aud  op- 
pression during  his  absence;  the  generosity  with  which  the 
Crusader  relinquished  his  claims,  and  sought  in  a  neighbour- 
ing cloister  that  peace  which  passeth  not  away ; ' — to  these 
and  similar  tales  he  would  hearken  till  his  heart  glowed  and 
his  eye  glistened.  I^Tor  was  he  less  alfected  when  his  aunt, 
Miss  Rachel,  narrated  the  sufferings  and  fortitude  of  Lady 
Alice  Waverley  during  the  Great  Civil  War-  The  benevolent 
features  of  the  venerable  spinster  kindled  into  more  majestic 
expression  as  she  told  how  Charles  had,  after  the  field  of 
Worcester,  found  a  day's  refuge  at  Waverley-Honour,  and 
how,  when  a  troop  of  cavahy  were  approaching  to  search  the 
mansion,  Lady  Alice  dismissed  her  youngest  son  with  a  hand- 
ful of  domestics,  charging  them  to  make  good  with  their  lives 
an  hour's  diversion,  that  the  king  might  have  that  space  for 
escape.  "And,  God  help  her,"  would  Miss  Rachel  continue, 
fixing  her  eyes  upon  the  heroine's  portrait  as  she  spoke,  "fuU 
dearly  did  she  purchase  the  safety  of  her  prince  with  the  life 
of  her  darling  cliild.  They  brought  him  here  a  prisoner, 
mortally  wounded;  and  you  may  trace  the  drops  of  his  blood 
from  the  great  hall  door  along  the  little  gallery,  and  up  to  the 
saloon,  where  they  laid  him  down  to  die  at  his  mother's  feet. 
Rut  there  was  comf oi-t  exchanged  between  them  j  for  he  knew, 
'  See  The  Bradshaigh  Legend.    Note  2. 


WAVERLEY.  59 

.from  the  glance  of  his  mother's  eye,  that  the  purpose  of  his 
desperate  defence  was  attained.  Ah!  I  remember,"  she  con- 
tinued, "  I  remember  well  to  have  seen  one  that  knew  and 
loved  him.  Miss  Lucy  St.  Aubin  lived  and  died  a  maid  for 
his  sake,  though  one  of  the  most  beautiful  and  wealthy 
matches  iu  this  country ;  all  the  world  ran  after  her,  but  she 
wore  widow's  mourning  all  her  life  for  poor  William,  for  they 

were  betrothed  though  not  married,  and  died  in 1  cannot 

think  of  the  date ;  but  I  remember,  in  the  November  of  that 
very  year,  when  she  found  herself  sinking,  she  desired  to  be 
brought  to  Waverley-Honour  once  more,  and  visited  all  the 
places  where  she  had  been  with  my  grand-uncle,  and  caused 
the  cai-pets  to  l)e  rai.s(»d  that  she  might  trace  the  impression  of 
his  blood,  and  if  tears  c<juld  have  washed  it  out,  it  had  not 
been  there  now ;  for  there  was  not  a  dry  eye  in  the  house. 
You  would  liave  thought,  Edward,  that  the  veiy  trees 
mourned  for  her,  for  their  leaves  dropt  around  her  without  a 
gust  of  wind;  and,  indeed,  she  looked  like  one  that  would 
never  see  tliem  green  again." 

From  such  legends  our  hero  would  steal  away  to  indulge  the 
fan(;ies  they  excited.  Jn  the  corner  of  the  large  aiul  sombre 
library,  with  no  other  light  than  Avas  afforded  by  the  decaying 
brands  on  its  ponderous  and  anijthi  hearth,  lie  would  exercise 
for  hours  that  internal  sorccM-y  l)y  Avhich  past  or  imaginary 
events  are  ])re8ented  in  a<'tion,  as  it  were,  t^)  the  eye  of  ilie 
muser.  Then  arose  in  long  and  fair  array  the  splendour  of 
the  bridal  feast  at  Waverley  C'astle;  the  tall  and  eni.'u;iated 
form  of  its  real  lord,  jis  he  sl^ood  in  his  pilgrim's  av'«hmI«,  an 
minoticed  Hycctntor  of  tho  festivities  of  his  supposed  heir  and 
intended  bride;  the  electrical  sliock  <)(>(iasioned  by  tlio  dis(!ov- 
ery;  the  springing  of  the  vassals  1^  aims;  tho  astonishment 
of  tho  bridegroom;  tlie  terror  ami  confusion  of  the  bride;  the 
{igoiiy  with  which  Wilibert  observed  that  her  heart  as  well 
a«  consent  Wfis  in  thfso  nuptials;  the  air  of  dignity,  yet  of 
deep  feeling,  with  which  he  Hung  down  tho  hnlf-rlrawii  sword, 
and  turned  away  for  ever  from  the  house  of  his  ancestors. 
Then  would  he  change  the  scene,  and  fancy  would  at  his  wish 
represent  Aunt  Kaxihel's  tragedy.     He  saw  the  Lady  Waverley 


60  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

seated  in.  her  bower,  her  ear  strained  to  every  sound,  her 
heart  throbbing  with  double  agony,  now  listening  to  the  de- 
caying echo  of  the  hoofs  of  the  king's  horse,  and  when  that 
had  died  away,  hearing  in  every  breeze  that  shook  the  trees 
of  the  park,  the  noise  of  the  remote  skirmish.  A  distant 
souu'l  is  heard  like  the  rushing  of  a  swoln  stream;  it  comes 
nearer,  and  Edward  can  plainly  distinguish  the  galloping  of 
horses,  the  cries  and  shouts  of  men,  with  straggling  pistol- 
shots  between,  rolling  forwards  to  the  Hall.  The  lady  starts 
up — a  terrified  menial  rushes  in — but  why  pursue  such  a 
description? 

As  living  in  this  ideal  world  became  daily  more  delectable 
to  our  hero,  interruption  was  disagreeable  in  proportion.  The 
extensive  domain  that  surrounded  the  Hall,  which,  far  exceed- 
ing the  dimensions  of  a  park,  was  usually  termed  Waverley- 
Chase,  had  originally  been  forest  ground,  and  still,  though 
broken  by  extensive  glades,  in  which  the  young  deer  were 
sporting,  retained  its  pristine  and  savage  character.  It  was 
traversed  by  broad  avenues,  in  many  places  half  grown  up 
with  brushwood,  where  the  beauties  of  former  days  used  to 
take  their  stand  to  see  the  stag  coursed  with  greyhounds,  or 
to  gain  an  aim  at  him  with  the  crossbow.  In  one  spot,  dis- 
tinguished by  a  moss-grown  Gothic  monument,  which  retained 
the  name  of  Queen's  Standing,  Elizabeth  herself  was  said  to 
have  pierced  seven  bucks  with  her  own  arrows.  This  was  a 
very  favourite  haunt  of  Waverley.  At  other  times,  with  his 
gun  and  his  spaniel,  which  served  as  an  apology  to  others, 
and  with  a  book  in  his  pocket,  which  perhaps  served  as  an 
apology  to  himself,  he  used  to  pursue  one  of  these  long 
avenues,  whi(;h,  after  an  ascending  sweep  of  four  miles,  giad- 
ually  narrowed  into  a  rude  and  contracted  path  through  the 
cliffy  and  woody  pass  called  Mirk  wood  Dingle,  and  opened 
suddenly  upon  a  deep,  dark,  and  small  lake,  named,  from  the 
same  cause,  Mirkwood  Mere.  There  stood,  in  former  times, 
a  solitary  tower  upon  a  rock  almost  surrounded  by  the  water, 
which  had  acquired  the  name  of  the  Strength  of  Waverley, 
ber-ause  in  perilous  times  it  had  often  been  the  refuge  of  the 
family.     There,  in  the  Avars  of  York  and  Lancaster,  the  last 


WAVERLEY.  61 

adherents  of  the  Red  Rose  who  dared  to  maintain  her  cause 
carried  on  a  harassing  and  predatory  warfare,  till  the  strong- 
hold was  reduced  by  the  celebrated  Richard  of  Gloucester. 
Here,  too,  a  party  of  Cavaliers  long  maintained  themselves 
under  !Nigel  Waverley,  elder  brother  of  that  William  whose 
fate  Aunt  Rachel  commemorated.  Through  these  scenes  it 
was  that  Edward  loved  to  ''  chew  the  cud  of  sweet  and  bitter 
fancy,"  and,  like  a  child  among  his  toys,  culled  and  arranged, 
from  the  splendid  yet  useless  imagery  and  emblems  with  which 
his  imagination  was  stored,  visions  as  brilliant  and  as  fading 
as  those  of  an  evening  sky.  The  effect  of  this  indulgence 
upon  his  temper  and  character  will  appear  in  the  next  chapter. 


CHAPTER  V. 

CHOICE    OF    A    PROFESSION. 

From  the  minuteness  with  which  I  liave  traced  Waverley'a 
pursuits,  and  the  bias  which  these  unavoidably  communicated 
to  his  imagination,  the  reader  may  j)erhaps  anticipate,  in  the 
following  tale,  an  imitation  of  the  romance  of  Qervantes.  But 
lin  will  do  my  prudonco  injusti(;e  in  the  supposition.  My  in- 
tention is  not  to  iViIlow  the  ste})3  of  that  inimitable  author,  in 
describing  such  total  perversion  of  intellect  as  misconstrues 
the  o])ject3  actually  presented  to  the  senses,  but  that  more 
common  aberration  from  sound  judgment,  which  a])prehonds 
occurrences  indeed  in  their  reality,  but  eonnniinicates  to  them 
a  tinctureof  its  own  romantic  tone  and  colouring.  So  far  was 
Edward  Waverley  from  expecting  general  sympathy  with  his 
ovm  feelings,  or  concluding  that  the  ])resent  state  of  things 
was  calculated  to  exhibit  the  reality  of  those  visions  in  which 
he  loved  U>  indulge,  that  ho  dreaded  nothing  more  than  the 
detectioQ  of  siieh  sentiments  a.s  were  dictated  by  his  musings. 
He  neither  had  nor  wished  to  have  a  confidant,  ^vith  whom  to 
communicate  his  reveries;  and  ho  Bensiblo  was  he  of  the  ridi- 
cule attached  to  them,  that,  had  he  been  to  choose  between 


62  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

any  punishment  short  of  iguouiiny,  and  the  necessity  of  giv- 
ing a  cold  and  composed  account  of  the  ideal  world  in  which 
he  lived  the  better  part  of  liis  days,  I  think  he  would  not  nave 
hesitated  to  prefer  the  former  iutiictiou.  This  secrecy  became 
doubly  precious  as  he  felt  in  advanciug  life  the  influence  of 
the  awakening  passions.  Female  forms  of  exquisite  grace  and 
beauty  began  to  mingle  in  his  mental  adventures;  nor  was  he 
long  without  looking  abroad  to  compare  the  creatures  of  his 
own  imagination  Avith  the  females  of  actual  life. 

Tlie  list  of  the  beauties  who  displayed  their  hebdomadal 
finery  at  the  parish  church  of  Waverley  was  neither  numerous 
nor  select.  By  far  the  most  passable  was  Miss  Sissly,  or,  as 
she  rather  chose  to  be  called,  Miss  Cecilia  Stubbs,  daughter  of 
Squire  Stubbs  at  the  Grange.  I  kuow  not  whether  it  was  by 
the  "merest  accident  in  the  world,"  a  phrase  which,  from 
female  lips,  does  not  always  exclude  malice  prepense,  or 
whether  it  was  from  a  conformity  of  taste,  that  Miss  Cecilia 
more  than  once  crossed  Edward  in  his  favourite  walks  through 
Waverley-Chase.  He  had  not  as  yet  assumed  courage  to  accost 
her  on  these  occasions ;  but  the  meeting  was  not  without  its 
effect.  A  romantic  lover  is  a  strange  idolater,  who  sometimes 
cares  not  out  of  what  log  he  frames  the  object  of  his  adora- 
tion; at  least,  if  nature  has  given  that  object  any  passable 
proportion  of  personal  charms,  he  can  easily  play  the  Jeweller 
and  Dervise  in  the  Oriental  tale,'  and  supply  her  richly,  out 
of  the  stories  of  his  own  imagination,  with  supernatural 
beauty,  and  all  the  properties  of  intellectual  wealth. 

But  ere  the  charms  of  Miss  Cecilia  Stubbs  had  erected  her 
into  a  positive  goddess,  or  elevated  her  at  least  to  a  level  with 
the  saint  her  namesake,  JVIiss  Rachel  Waverley  gained  some  in- 
timation which  determined  lier  to  jjrevent  the  approaching 
apotheosis.  Even  the  most  simple  and  unsuspicious  of  the 
female  sex  have  (God  bless  them !)  an  instinctive  sharpness  of 
perception  in  such  matters,  which  sometimes  goes  the  length 
of  observing  partialities  that  never  existed,  but  rarely  misses 
to  detect  such  as  ])ass  actually  under  their  observation.  Miss 
Bachel  applied  heiself  with  great  prudence,  not  to  combat, 
'  See  Hoppner's  tale  of  The  Seven  Lovers. 


WAVERLEY.  63 

but  to  elude,  the  approaching  danger,  and  suggested  to  her 
brother  the  necessity  that  the  heu"  of  his  house  should  see 
something  more  of  the  world  than  was  consistent  with  constant 
residence  at  W'averley-Honour. 

Sir  Everard  would  not  at  first  listen  to  a  proposal  which 
went  to  separate  his  nephew  from  him.  Edward  was  a  little 
bookish,  he  admitted ;  but  youth,  he  had  always  heard,  was 
the  season  for  learning,  and,  no  doubt,  when  his  rage  for  let- 
ters Avas  aliated,  and  nis  head  fully  stocked  with  knowledge, 
his  nephew  would  take  to  field-sports  and  country  business. 
He  had  often,  he  said,  himself  regretted  that  he  had  not  spent 
some  time  in  study  during  his  youth :  he  would  neither  have 
shot  nor  hunted  with  less  skill,  and  he  might  have  made  the 
roof  of  St.  Stephen's  echo  to  longer  orations  than  were  com- 
prised in  those  zealous  Noes,  with  which,  when  a  member  of 
the  House  during  Godolphin's  administration,  he  encountered 
every  measure  of  government. 

Aunt  Kachel's  anxiety,  however,  lent  her  address  to  carry 
her  point.  Eveiy  re])resentative  of  their  house  had  visited 
foreign  parts,  or  served  his  country  in  the  army,  before  lie 
settled  for  life  at  Waverley-Houour,  and  she  appealed  for  the 
truth  of  her  assertion  to  the  genealogical  pedigree,  an  author- 
ity which  Sir  Everard  was  never  kiiown  to  contradict.  In 
short,  a  yjroy)osal  was  made  to  IMr.  Iticliai-d  Waverley,  tliat  liia 
sou  shoidd  travel,  luider  the  dire(!tion  of  liis  jtrosent  tutor,  Mr. 
I'erabroke,  with  a  suitaljle  allowance  from  the  liaronet's  liber- 
ality. The  father  himself  saw  no  olijection  to  this  overture; 
but  \ii)on  menf  ioningit  casually  at  the  table  of  the  minister,  the 
gT(!at  man  lof)kcd  gravp.  The  reason  was  exjjlained  in  ])rivate. 
nie  uu}ia})j)y  turn  of  Sir  Evorard's  jioliticH,  the  iiiiiiiHter 
observed,  wa.s  such  as  would  winder  it  highly  im])roi)er  that 
a  young  gentleman  of  such  liopeful  prospecjts  should  travel  on 
the  ('ontineiit  with  a  tutor  do>il)tless  of  liis  uncle's  choosing, 
and  directing  hi.s  course  by  his  instriictions.  AN'hat  might 
Jlr.  Edward  Waverley 's  society  bo  at  I'aris,  what  at  lUniie, 
where  all  manner  of  snares  were  B])read  by  the  ]'retender  and 
his  sons — these  were  points  for  Mr.  Waverley  t/>  consider. 
This  he  could  himself  say,  that  he  knew  liis  l^Iajesty  luid  such 


tf4  WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

I  just  sense  of  Mr.  Richard  Waverley's  merits,  that,  if  his  sou 
adopted  the  army  for  a  few  years,  a  troop,  he  believed,  might 
be  reckoned  upon  in  one  of  the  dragoon  regiments  lately 
returned  from  Flanders. 

A  hint  thus  conveyed  and  enforced  was  not  to  be  neglected 
with  impunity;  and  Kichard  VVaverley,  though  with  great 
dread  of  sliocking  his  brother's  prejudices,  deemed  he  could 
not  avoid  accepting  the  commission  thus  offered  him  for  his^ 
son.  The  truth  is,  he  calculated  much,  and  justly,  upon  Sir 
Everard's  fondness  for  Edward,  which  made  him  unlikely  to 
resent  any  step  that  he  might  take  in  due  submission  to 
parental  authority.  Two  letters  announced  this  determination 
to  the  Baronet  and  his  nephew.  The  latter  barely  communi- 
cated the  fact,  and  pointed  out  the  necessary  preparations  for 
joining  his  regiment.  To  his  brother,  Richard  was  more 
diffuse  and  circuitous.  He  coincided  with  him,  in  the  most 
flattering  manner,  in  the  propriety  of  his  son's  seeing  a  little 
more  of  the  world,  and  was  even  humble  in  expressions  of 
gi'atitudo  for  his  proposed  assistance;  was  however,  deeply 
concerned  that  it  was  now,  unfortunately,  not  in  Edward's 
power  exactly  to  comply  with  the  plan  which  had  been  chalked 
out  by  his  best  friend  and  benefa(!tor.  He  himself  had  thought 
with  pain  on  the  boy's  inactivity,  at  an  age  when  all  his  an- 
cestors had  borne  arms ;  even  Royalty  itself  had  deigned  to 
inquire  whether  young  Waverley  was  not  now  in  Flanders,  at 
an  age  when  his  grandfather  was  already  bleeding  for  his  king 
in  the  Great  Civil  War.  This  was  accompanied  by  an  offer  of 
a  troop  of  horse.  What  could  he  do?  There  was  no  time 
to  consult  his  brother's  inclinations,  even  if  he  could  have 
conceived  there  might  be  objections  on  his  part  to  his  nephew's 
following  tlie  glorious  career  of  his  predecessors.  And,  in 
short,  that  J'^dward  was  now  (the  intermediate  steps  of  cornet 
and  lieutenant  being  overleapt  with  great  agility)  Captain  Wa- 
verley, of  Gardiner's  regiment  of  dragoons,  which  he  must 
join  in  their  quarters  at  Dundee  in  Scotland,  in  the  course  of 
a  month. 

Sir  Everard  Waverley  received  this  intimation  with  a  mix- 
ture of  feelings.     At  the  period  of  the  Hanoverian  succession 


"WAVERLEY.  ^>5 

he  had  withdrawn  from  parliament,  and  his  conduct,  in  the 
memorable  year  1715,  had  not  been  ?iltogether  unsuspected. 
There  were  reports  of  private  musters  of  tenants  and  horses 
in  A\'averley-Chase  by  moonlight,  and  of  cases  of  carbines  and 
pistols  purchased  in  Holland,  and  addiessed  to  the  Baronet, 
but  intercepted  by  the  vigilance  of  a  ridmg  officer  of  the 
excise,  who  was  afterwards  tossed  in  a  blanket  on  a  moonless 
night,  by  an  association  of  stout  yeomen,  for  his  otticiousness. 
Nay,  it  was  even  said,  that  at  the  arrest  of  8ir  Williaux 
Wyndham,  the  leader  of  the  Tory  party,  a  letter  from  Sir 
Everurd  was  found  in  the  pocket  of  his  night-gown.  But 
there  was  no  overt  act  which  an  attainder  could  be  founded  on, 
and  government,  contented  with  suppressing  the  insurrection 
of  1715,  felt  it  neither  prudent  nor  safe  to  push  tlieir  ven- 
geance farther  than  agauist  those  unfortunate  gentlemen  who 
actually  took  up  arms. 

Kor  did  Sir  Everard's  apprehensions  of  personal  conse- 
quences seem  to  correspond  with  the  rt- ports  spread  among  his 
Whig  neighl>ours.  It  was  well  known  that  lie  liad  supplied 
with  m<mey  several  of  the  distressed  Korthumbriajis  and 
8c<Jtchmen,  wlio,  after  being  made  prisoners  at  Preston  in 
Lancashire,  were  im])rison(Ml  in  Newgate  and  the  Marshalsea, 
and  it  was  liis  solicitor  and  ordinary  counsel  who  conducted 
the  defence  of  somij  of  these  vuifortunate  gentlemen  at  their 
trial.  It  was  generally  supposed,  however,  that,  had  minis-. 
ters  possessed  any  real  proof  of  Sir  Everard's  accession  to 
the  rebellion,  he  either  would  not  have  ventured  thus  to  brave 
the  existing  government,  or  at  least  would  not  have  done  so  with 
impunity.  The  feelings  which  then  dictated  liis  ]>rocec(lings 
wern  those  of  a  young  man,  aii<l  at  an  agitating  period.  Sinc^e 
that  time  Sir  Everard's  Jaxjobitism  had  been  gradually  decay- 
ing, like  a  tire  which  burns  out  for  want  of  fuel.  His  Tory 
and  ]Iigh-(Jhuroh  priiif.iples  were  kept  up  by  some  ocicasional 
exennso  at  flections  and  (juai-ter-sessions;  i»ut  those  resp«<;ting 
hereditary  right  were  fall(;n  into  a  H<nt  of  abeyance.  Yot  it 
jarred  severely  nyxm  his  feelings,  that  his  nephew  should  go 
into  the  army  under  the  Brunswick  dynasty;  and  the  more  so, 
as,  independent  of  his  high  and  conscientious  ideas  of  pafenial 


66  WAVERLET  NOVELS. 

authority,  it  was  impossible,  or  at  least  highly  imprudent,  to 
interfere  authoritatively  to  prevent  it.  This  suppressed  vexa- 
tion gave  rise  to  many  poohs  and  pshaws,  which  were  i)laced 
to  the  account  of  an  incipient  fit  of  gout,  until,  having  sent 
for  the  Army  List,  the  worthy  Baronet  consoled  himself  with 
reckoning  the  descendants  of  the  houses  of  genuine  loyalty, 
Mordaunts,  Granvilles,  and  Stanleys,  whose  names  were  to  be 
found  in  that  military  record;  and,  calling  up  all  his  feelings 
of  family  grandeur  and  warlike  glory,  he  concluded,  Avith 
logic  something  like  Falstaff's,  that  when  war  was  at  hand, 
although  it  were  shame  to  be  on  any  side  but  one,  it  were 
worse  shame  to  be  idle  than  to  be  on  the  worst  side,  though 
blacker  than  usurpation  could  make  it.  As  for  Aunt  Rachel, 
,her  scheme  had  not  exactly  terminated  according  to  her  wishes, 
but  she  was  under  the  necessity  of  submitting  to  circumstances; 
and  her  mortification  was  diverted  by  the  employment  she 
found  in  fitting  out  her  nephew  for  the  campaign,  and  greatly 
consoled  by  the  prospect  of  beholding  him  blaze  in  complete 
uniform. 

Edward  Waverley  himself  received  with  animated  and  un- 
defined surprise  this  most  unexpected  intelligence.  It  was,  as 
a  fine  old  poem  expresses  it,  'like  a  fire  to  heather  set,'  that 
covers  a  solitary  hill  with  smoke,  and  illumines  it  at  the  same 
time  with  dusky  fire.  His  tutor,  or,  I  should  say,  Mr.  Pem- 
broke, for  he  scarce  assiimed  the  name  of  tutor,  picked  up 
about  Edward's  room  some  fragments  of  irregular  verse,  which 
he  appeared  to  have  composed  under  the  influence  of  the  agi- 
tating feelings  occasioned  by  this  sudden  page  being  turned 
up  to  him  in  the  book  of  life.  The  doctor,  who  was  a  be- 
liever in  all  poetry  which  was  composed  by  his  friends,  and 
written  out  in  fair  straight  lines,  with  a  capital  at  the  begin- 
ning of  each,  communicated  this  treasure  to  Aunt  Rachel, 
who,  with  her  spectacles  dimmed  with  tears,  transferred  them 
to  her  commonplace  book,  among  choice  receipts  for  cookery 
and  medicine,  favourite  texts,  and  portions  from  High-Church 
divines,  and  a  few  songs,  amatory  and  Jacobitical,  which  she 
had  carolled  in  her  younger  days,  from  whence  her  nephew's 
poetical  tentamina  were  extracted  when  the  volume  itseK,  with 


WAVERLEY.  67 

other  authentic  records  of  the  AVaverley  family,  were  exposed 
to  the  inspection  of  the  imworthy  editor  of  this  memorable 
history.  If  they  afford  the  reader  no  higher  amusement,  they 
will  serve,  at  least,  better  than  narrative  of  any  kind,  to  ac- 
quaint him  with  the  wild  and  irregular  spirit  of  our  hero : 

Late,  when  the  Autumn  evening  fell 
On  Mirkwood-Jfere's  romantic  dell, 
The  lake  return Vi,  in  chasten'd  gleam, 
The  purple  cloud,  the  golden  beam  : 
Reflected  in  the  crystal  pool, 
Headland  and  bank  lay  fair  and  cool ; 
The  weather-tinted  rock  and  tower. 
Each  drooping  tree,  each  fairy  flower, 
So  true,  so  soft,  the  mirror  gave. 
As  if  there  lay  beneath  the  wave, 
Secure  from  trouble,  toil,  and  care, 
A  world  than  earthly  world  more  fair. 

But  distant  winds  began  to  wake, 
And  roused  tlie  Genius  of  the  Lake! 
He  heard  the  groaning  of  the  oak. 
And  donn'd  at  once  Ills  sable  cloak, 
As  warrior,  at  the  battle-cry. 
Invests  him  with  his  panoply: 
Then,  as  the  whirlwind  nearer  press'd 
He  'gnn  to  shake  his  foamy  crest 
O'er  furrow'd  brow  and  Ijlacken'd  dieek, 
And  bade  his  surge  in  thunder  speak. 
In  wild  and  broken  eddies  whirl'd 
Flitteil  that  fonil  ideal  world. 
And  to  the  shore  in  tumult  tosf 
The  realms  of  fairy  bliss  were  lost. 

Yet,  with  a  stern  delight  iin<i  strange, 
I  saw  the  si)iril-stirring  (diiinge. 
As  warr'd  the  wind  with  wave  and  wood. 
Upon  the  ruin'd  tower  I  stood. 
And  felt  my  heart  more  strongly  bound, 
Il<'sponsiv<'  to  iIm-  lot'ly  Miund, 
While,  joying  it)  the  mighty  roar. 
I  niourn'd  that  trunijuil  scene  no  more. 

Po,  on  tin-  idle  dreams  of  youth, 
BronkH  the  loud  trumpet-enil  of  truth. 
Bids  each  fair  vision  ])a'<s  aw/iy. 
Like  landscape  on  llu'  lake  that  lay. 
As  fair,  as  flittintr,  aii<l  hm  frail, 
As  that  whicli  tied  the  Autumn  gale — 
For  ever  dead  to  fancy's  eye 
Be  eiidi  gay  form  that  glided  by, 
While  <lreams  of  love  and  huly's  charms 
Give  place  to  honour  and  to  artiial 


68  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

In  sober  prose,  as  perhaps  these  verses  intimate  less  decid- 
edly, the  ti-ansient  idea  of  Miss  Cecilia  Stiibbs  passed  from 
Captain  Waverley's  heart  amid  the  turmoil  which  his  new  des- 
tinies excited.  She  appeared,  indeed,  in  full  splendour  in  her 
father's  pew  upon  the  Sunday  he  attended  service  for  the  last 
time  at  the  old  parish  church,  upon  which  occasion,  at  the  re- 
quest of  his  uncle  and  Aunt  Racliel,  he  was  induced  (nothing 
loth,  if  the  truth  must  be  told)  to  present  himself  in  full 
imiform. 

There  is  no  better  antidote  against  entertaining  too  high  aa 
opinion  of  others  than  having  an  excellent  one  of  oui'selves 
at  the  very  same  time.  Miss  Stubbs  had  indeed  summoned 
up  every  assistance  which  art  could  afford  to  beauty;  but, 
alas!  hoop,  patches,  frizzled  locks,  and  a  new  mantua  of 
genuine  French  silk,  were  lost  upon  a  young  officer  of  dra- 
goons who  wore  for  the  first  time  his  gold-laced  hat,  jack- 
boots, and  broadsword.  I  know  not  whether,  like  the  cham- 
pion of  an  old  ballad. 

His  heart  was  all  on  honour  bent, 

Ho  could  not  stoop  tn  love  ; 
No  lady  in  the  land  had  power 
His  frozen  heart  to  move ; 

or  whether  the  deep  and  flaming  bars  of  embroidered  gold, 
which  now  fenced  his  breast,  defied  the  artillery  of  Cecilia's 
eyes ;  but  every  arrow  was  launched  at  him  in  vain. 

Yet  did  I  mark  whore  fupid's  shaft  did  light; 
It  lighted  not  on  little  western  flower, 
But  on  bold  yeoman,  flower  of  all  tlie  west, 
Hight  Jonas  Culbertfield,  the  steward's  son. 

Craving  pardon  for  my  heroics  (which  I  am  unable  in  ce* 
tain  cases  to  resist  giving  way  to),  it  is  a  melancholy  fact, 
that  my  history  must  here  take  leave  of  the  fair  Cecilia,  who, 
like  many  a  daughter  of  Eve,  after  the  departure  of  Edward, 
and  the  dissipation  of  certain  idle  visions  which  she  had 
adopted,  quietly  contented  herself  with  a  pis-aller,  and  gave 
her  hand,  at  the  distance  of  six  months,  to  the  aforesaid 
Jonas,  son  of  the  Baronet's  steward,  and  heii  (no  unfertile 
prospect)  to  a  steward's  fortune,  besides  the  snug  probability 


WAVERLEY.  69 

of  succeeding  to  his  father's  office.  All  these  advantages 
moved  Squire  Stubbs,  as  much  as  the  ruddy  brow  and  manly 
form  of  the  suitor  influenced  his  daughter,  to  abate  somewhat 
in  the  article  of  their  gentry;  and  so  the  match  was  con- 
cluded. None  seemed  more  gratified  than  Aunt  Kachel,  who 
had  hitherto  looked  rather  askance  upon  the  presumptuous 
damsel  (as  much  so,  peradventure,  as  her  nature  would  per- 
mit), but  who,  on  the  first  ap})earance  of  the  new-married 
pair  at  church,  honoui-ed  the  bride  with  a  smile  and  a  pro- 
foiuid  courtesy,  in  presence  of  the  rector,  the  curate,  the 
clerk,  and  the  whole  congregation  of  the  united  parishes  of 
Waverley  cuvi  Beverley. 

T  beg  pardon,  once  and  for  all,  to  those  readers  Avho  take 
up  novels  merely  for  amusement,  for  plaguing  thenr  so  long 
with  old-fashioned  j>olitics,  and  Whig  and  Tory,  and  Han- 
overians and  Jacobites.  The  truth  is,  I  cannot  promise  them 
that  this  story  shall  be  intelligible,  not  to  say  probable,  witli- 
out  it.  My  plan  recpiires  that  T  should  explain  the  motives 
on  which  its  action  proceeded;  atid  these  motives  necessarily 
arose  from  th«?  feelings,  prejudic-es,  and  parties  of  the  times. 
I  do  not  invite  my  fair  readers,  whose  sex  and  impatience 
g^ve  them  the  greatest  right  to  complain  of  these  <rircum- 
staiices,  into  a  flying  ehariot  drawn  by  hip])ogrifls,  or  moved 
by  enchantment.  Mine  is  a  humble  ICnglish  ])ost-r'haise, 
drawn  iipon  four  wheels,  and  keeping  his  iMajesty's  highway. 
Such  as  dislike  the  vehicle  may  leave  it  at  the  next  halt,  and 
wait  for  the  conveyance  of  Prince  Hussein's  tapestry,  or 
Maiek  the  Weaver's  flying  sentry-box.  Those  who  are  con- 
tented to  HMnain  with  me  will  bo  o(^e;usionally  exposed  to  tlie 
dulness  insepaiable  fnnn  hejivy  roads,  stee{)  hills,  sloughs, 
and  other  terrestrial  retardations ;  but,  Avith  tolerable  horses 
and  a  civil  driver  (a-s  the  advertisements  have  it),  I  engage  to 
get  as  soon  jih  ]^K)ssiblo  iiiU)  a  mon;  i)ietures(|uo  and  romantic 
country,  if  my  ])assenjjerH  incline,  \k)  liavo  some  patience  witii 
me  (luring  my  first  stages.' 

1  Those  IiitnulucUiry  CliaiiftTH  linvo  brcn  ft  Rorxl  <lc-nl  ccnsunMi  a:  (('(Ijoiirt 
and  luinef^p.-^snry.  Yet  (Iktc  (irr  (•irciiinstnncfK  roronlfnl  in  tlictn  wliicli 
the  author  has  not  been  able  to  yenuade  himself  to  retrench  or  cancel. 


70  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

CHAPTER  VI. 

THE    ADIEUS    OF    WAVEBLET. 

It  was  upon  the  evening  of  this  memorable  Sunday  that 
Sir  Everard  entered  the  library,  where  he  narrowly  missed 
siu-prising  our  young  hero  as  he  went  through  the  guards  of 
the  broadsword  with  the  ancient  weapon  of  old  Sir  Hilde- 
brand,  which,  beiug  preserved  as  an  heirloom,  usually  hung 
over  the  chinmey  in  the  library,  beneath  a  picture  of  the 
knight  and  his  horse,  where  the  features  were  almost  entirely 
hidden  by  the  knight's  profusion  of  curled  hair,  and  the  Bu- 
cephalus which  he  bestrode  concealed  by  the  voluminous  robes 
of  the  Bath  with  which  he  was  decorated.  Sir  Everard  en- 
tered, and  after  a  glance  at  the  picture  and  another  at  his 
nephew,  began  a  little  speech,  which,  however,  soon  dropt 
into  the  natural  simplicity  of  his  common  manner,  agitated 
upon  the  present  occasion  by  no  common  feeling.  "Nephew," 
he  said;  and  then,  as  mending  his  phrase,  "My  dear  Edward, 
it  is  God's  will,  and  also  the  will  of  your  father,  whom,  under 
God,  it  is  your  duty  to  obey,  that  you  should  leave  us  to  take 
up  the  profession  of  arms,  in  which  so  many  of  your  ancestors 
have  been  distinguished.  I  have  made  such  arrangements  as 
will  enable  you  to  take  the  field  as  theii*  descendant,  and  as 
the  probable  heir  of  the  house  of  Waverley ;  and,  sir,  in  tha 
field  of  battle  you  will  remember  what  name  you  bear.  And, 
Edward,  my  dear  boy,  remember  also  that  you  are  the  last  of 
that  race,  and  the  only  hope  of  its  revival  depends  upon  you; 
therefore,  as  far  as  duty  and  honour  will  permit,  avoid  danger 
^I  mean  unnecessary  danger — and  keep  no  company  with 
rakes,  gamblers,  and  Whigs,  of  whom,  it  is  to  be  feared,  there 
are  but  too  many  in  the  service  into  which  you  are  going. 
Your  colonel,  as  I  am  informed,  is  an  excellent  man — for  a 
Presbyterian ;  but  you  will  remember  your  duty  to  God,  the 

Church  of  England,  and  the" (this  breach  ought  to  have 

been  supplied,  according  to  the  rubric,  with  the  word  king  j 


WAVERLET.  71 

but  as,  Tinfortrmately,  that  word  conveyed  a  double  and  em- 
barrassing sense,  one  meaning  de  facto  and  the  otiier  de  jurey 
the  knight  tilled  up  the  blank  otherwise) — "the  Church  of 
England,  and  all  constituted  authorities. "  Then,  not  trusting 
himself  with  any  f  urtlier  oratory,  he  carried  his  nephew  to  his 
Btables  to  see  the  horses  destined  for  his  campaign.  Two  were 
blar-k  (the  regimental  colour),  superb  chargers  both ;  the  other 
three  were  stout  active  hacks,  designed  for  the  road,  or  for  his 
domestics,  of  whom  two  were  to  attend  him  fi-om  the  Hall; 
an  additional  groom,  if  necessary,  might  be  picked  up  in  JScot- 
land. 

"  You  will  depart  with  but  a  small  retinue,"  quoth  the  Bar- 
onet, "  compared  to  Sir  Hildebrand,  when  he  mustered  be- 
fore the  gate  of  the  Hall  a  larger  body  of  horse  than  your 
whole  regiment  consists  of.  I  could  have  wished  that  these 
twenty  young  fellows  from  my  estate,  who  have  enlisted  in 
your  troop,  had  been  to  march  with  you  on  your  journey  to 
Scotland.  It  would  have  been  something,  at  least;  but  I  am 
told  their  attendance  would  be  thought  unusual  in  these  days, 
wlien  every  new  and  foolish  fashion  is  introduced  to  break  the 
natural  dependence  of  the  people  upon  their  landlords." 

Sir  Everard  had  done  his  best  to  correct  this  unnatural  dis- 
position of  the  times;  for  he  had  brightened  the  chain  of  at- 
tJwlimont  between  the  recruits  and  their  young  captain,  not 
only  by  a  co])ious  rej)ast  of  hcef  and  ale,  by  way  of  parting 
foast,  but  by  such  a  pecnniary  donation  to  each  indi\n(lii;il  as 
tended  rather  to  improve  the  conviviality  than  the  discipline 
of  tlieir  march.  After  inspecting  tlio  cavalry,  Sir  Kvernrd 
again  conducted  his  ne])hew  to  tlio  library,  where  ho  ])ro<lii('ed 
a  If'ttf-r,  carefully  loldiul,  Hiirrounded  by  a  little  stiipe  of  iiox- 
Hilk,  a/^cording  to  ancient  form,  and  sealed  with  an  accurate 
impression  of  the  Waverley  cf)at-of-arm8.  It  was  addressed, 
with  pr(!at  formality,  "  To  Cosmo  Comyne  Bradwardine,  Esq. 
of  I'.radwardine,  at  his  principal  mansion  of  Tiilly-Veolan,  in 
iVi-thshire,  North  I'.ritain.  These — P>v  tho  hands  of  Captain 
Edward  Waverley,  nepliew  of  Sir  Everard  AVaverley,  of  Wa- 
verley-Hononr,  Bart." 

The  gentleman  to  whom  this  enormous  greeting  was  ad- 
4  Vol.  / 


72  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

dressed,  of  whom  we  shall  have  more  to  say  in  the  sequel, 
had  been  in  arms  for  the  exiled  family  of  Stuart  in  the  year 
1715,  and  was  made  prisoner  at  Preston  in  Lancashire.  He 
was  of  a  very  ancient  family,  and  somewhat  embarrassed  for- 
tune ;  a  scholar,  according  to  the  scholarship  of  8cotclimeii, 
that  is,  his  learning  was  more  diffuse  than  accurate,  and  he 
was  rather  a  reader  than  a  grammarian.  Of  his  zeal  for  the 
classic  authors  he  is  said  to  have  given  an  uncommon  instance. 
On  the  road  between  Preston  and  London  he  made  his  escape 
fi'om  his  guards ;  but  being  afterwards  found  loitering  near  the 
place  where  they  had  lodged  the  former  night,  he  was  recog- 
nised, and  again  arrested.  His  companions,  and  even  his 
escort,  were  surprised  at  his  mfatuation,  and  could  not  help 
inquiring,  why,  being  once  at  liberty,  he  had  not  made  the 
best  of  his  way  to  a  place  of  safety ;  to  which  he  replied,  that 
he  had  intended  to  do  so,  but,  in  good  faith,  he  had  returned 
to  seek  his  Titus  Livius,  which  he  had  forgot  in  the  hurry  of 
his  escape. '  The  simplicity  of  this  anecdote  struck  the  gen- 
tleman, who,  as  we  before  observed,  had  managed  the  defence 
of  some  of  those  unfortunate  persons,  at  the  expense  of  Sir 
Everard,  and  perhaps  some  others  of  the  party.  He  was,  be- 
sides, himself  a  special  admirer  of  the  old  Patavinian,  and 
thougli  probably  his  own  zeal  might  not  have  carried  him  such 
extravagant  lengths,  even  to  recover  the  edition  of  Sweynheim 
and  Pannartz  (supposed  to  be  the  2)rinceps),  he  did  not  the 
less  estimate  the  devotion  of  the  North  Briton,  and  in  conse- 
quence exerted  himself  to  so  much  purpose  to  remove  and 
soften  evidence,  detect  legal  Haws,  et  cetera,  that  he  accom- 
plished the  final  discharge  and  deliverance  of  Cosmo  Comyne 
Bradwardine  from  certain  very  awkward  consequences  of  a 
plea  before  our  sovereign  lord  the  king  in  Westminster. 

The  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  for  he  was  generally  so  called 
in  Scotland  (although  his  intimates,  from  his  place  of  resi- 
dence, used  to  denominate  him  Tully-Veolan,  or  more  famil- 
iarly, Tully),  no  sooner  stood  rectus  in  curia  than  he  posted 
down  to  pay  his  respects  and  make  his  acknowledgments  at 
Waverley- Honour.     A  congenial  passion  for  field-sports,  and 

»  TitU3  Livius.    Note  3. 


WAVERLEY.  73 

a  general  coincidence  in  political  opinions,  cemented  his  friend- 
ship with  Sir  Everard,  notwithstanding  the  difference  of  their 
habits  and  studies  in  other  particulars;  and,  having  spent 
several  weeks  at  Waverley-Honour,  the  Baron  departed  with 
many  expressions  of  regard,  warmly  pressing  the  Baronet  to 
return  his  visit,  and  partake  of  the  diversion  of  grouse-shoot- 
ing upon  his  moors  in  Perthshire  next  season.  Shortly  after, 
Mr.  Bradwardine  remitted  from  Scotland  a  sum  in  reimburse- 
ment of  expenses  incurred  in  the  King's  High  Court  of  West- 
minster, which,  although  not  quite  so  formidable  when  re- 
duced to  the  English  denomination,  had,  in  its  original  form 
of  Scotch  pounds,  shillings,  and  pence,  such  a  formidable  ef- 
fect upon  the  frame  of  Duncan  Macwheeble,  the  laird's  con- 
fidential factor,  baron-bailie,  and  man  of  resource,  that  he 
had  a  fit  of  the  cholic,  whieh  lasted  for  five  days,  occasioned, 
he  said,  solely  and  utterly  by  becoming  the  unhappy  instru- 
ment of  conveying  such  a  serious  sum  of  money  out  of  his 
native  country  into  the  hands  of  the  false  English.  But  pa- 
triotism, as  it  is  the  fairest,  so  it  is  often  the  most  suspicious 
ma,sk  of  otlier  feelings;  and  many  who  knew  Bailio  Mat^Avhee- 
ble  concluded  that  his  professions  of  regret  were  not  altogether 
disinterested,  and  that  he  would  have  grudged  the  moneys 
paid  tx)  the  loova  at  Westminster  much  less  liad  they  not  come 
from  Bradwardine  estate,  a  fund  which  he  considered  as  more 
particularly  his  own.  But  the  Bailie  protested  ho  was  abso- 
lutely disinterested — 

"  Woo,  woe,  for  StolluJid,  nf)t  u  whit  for  hum 

The  laird  was  only  rejoiced  that  his  wort.hy  friend.  Sir  Everard 
"Waverley  of  Waverley-Honour,  was  rcimlmrsi^d  of  \\\v  expendi- 
ture which  he  had  outlaid  on  account  of  tlie  house  of  I'.rad- 
wardine.  It  concerned,  he  said,  the  credit  of  liis  oavu  family, 
and  of  the  kingdom  of  Scotland  at  large,  that  these  disbtirse- 
ments  sliould  1)0  repiiid  forthwith,  nnd,  if  delayed,  it  would 
be  a  matt^er  of  national  repro;vcli.  Sir  Everard,  Jiccustonied 
to  treat  much  larger  Bums  with  indifference,  received  the  re- 
mittance of  £204  1.3s.  fid.  without  being  aware  that  the  p.ay- 
ment  was  an  international  concern,  and,  indeed,  would  prob- 


74  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

ably  have  forgot  the  circumstance  altogether,  if  Bailie  Mac- 
wheeble  had  thought  of  comforting  his  cholic  by  intercepting 
the  subsidy.  A  yearly  intercourse  took  place,  of  a  short 
letter  and  a  hamper  or  a  cask  or  two,  between  Waverley-Hon- 
our  andTully-Yeolan,  the  English  ex])orts  consisting  of  mighty 
cheeses  and  mightier  ale,  pheasants,  and  venison,  and  the 
Scottish  returns  being  vested  in  grouse,  white  hares,  jjickled 
salmon,  and  usquebaugh;  all  which  were  meant,  sent,  and 
received  as  pledges  of  constant  friendship  and  amity  between 
two  important  houses.  It  followed  as  a  matter  of  course  that 
the  heir-apparent  of  Waverley-Honour  could  not  with  pro])riety 
visit  Scotland  without  being  furnished  with  credentials  to  the 
Baron  of  Bradwardine. 

"When  this  matter  was  explained  and  settled,  Mr.  Pembroke 
expressed  his  wish  to  take  a  private  and  ])articular  leave  of 
his  dear  pupil.  The  good  man's  exhortations  to  Edward  to 
preserve  an  unblemished  life  and  morals,  to  hold  fast  the  prin- 
ciples of  the  Christian  religion,  and  to  eschew  the  profane 
company  of  scoffers  and  latitudinarians,  too  much  abounding 
in  the  army,  were  not  unmingled  with  his  political  prejudices. 
It  had  pleased  Heaven,  he  said,  to  place  Scotland  (doubtless 
for  the  sins  of  their  ancestors  in  1642)  in  a  more  deplorable 
state  of  darkness  than  even  ths  unhappy  kingdom  of  England. 
Here,  at  least,  although  the  candlestick  of  the  Church  of  Eng- 
land had  been  in  some  degree  removed  from  its  place,  it  yet 
afforded  a  glimmering  light ;  there  was  a  hierarchy,  though 
schismatical,  and  fallen  from  the  principles  maintained  by 
those  great  fathers  of  the  church,  Sancroft  and  his  brethren ; 
there  was  a  liturgy,  though  wofully  perverted  in  some  of  the 
principal  petitions.  But  in  Scotland  it  was  utter  darkness ; 
and,  excepting  a  sorrowful,  scattered,  and  persecuted  rem- 
nant, the  pulpits  were  abandoned  to  Presbyterians,  and,  he 
feared,  to  sectaries  of  every  description.  It  should  be  his 
duty  to  fortify  his  dear  pupil  to  resist  such  unhallowed  p  id 
pernicious  doctrines  in  church  and  state  as  must  necessarily 
be  forced  at  times  upon  his  unwilling  ears. 

Here  he  produced  two  immense  folded  packets,  which  ap- 
peai-ed  each  to  coutaiu  a  whole  ream,  of  closely  written  manu- 


WAVERLEY.  TV 

script.  They  had  been  the  labour  of  the  worthy  man's  whole 
life;  and  never  were  labour  and  zeal  more  absurdly  wasted. 
He  had  at  one  time  gone  to  London,  with  the  intention 
of  giving  them  to  the  world,  by  the  medium  of  a  bookseller 
in  Little  Britain,  well  known  to  deal  in  such  commodities,  and 
to  whom  he  was  instructed  to  address  himself  in  a  particular 
phrase  and  with  a  certain  sign,  which,  it  seems,  passed  at  that 
time  current  among  the  initiated  Jacobites,  The  moment  Mr. 
Pembroke  had  uttered  the  Shibboleth,  with  the  appropriate 
gesture,  the  bibliopolist  greeted  him,  notwithstanding  every 
disclamation,  by  the  title  of  Doctor,  and  conveying  him  into 
his  back  shop,  after  inspecting  every  possible  and  impossible 
place  of  cr)iiceabnent,  lie  commenced:  "Eh,  doctor! — Well — 
all  under  the  rose — snug — I  keep  no  holes  here  even  for  a 
Hanoverian  rat  to  hide  in.  And,  what — eh!  any  good  newa 
from  our  friends  over  the  water? — and  how  does  the  worthy 
King  of  France? — Or  perhaps  you  are  more  lately  from  Rome? 
it  must  be  Rome  will  do  it  at  last — the  church  must  liglit  its 
candle  at  the  old  lamp. — Eh — what,  cautious?  I  like  you  the 
better;  l)ut  no  fear." 

Here  Mr.  Pembroke  with  some  difficulty  stopt  a  torrent  of 
interrogations,  eked  out  with  signs,  nods,  and  winks;  and, 
having  at  Ipngth  convinced  the  Ixioksellei-  tluit  he  did  him  too 
mufh  honour  in  sup])Osing  liim  an  emissary  of  exiled  royalty, 
he  explained  his  actual  businoss. 

The  man  of  l)OokH  with  a  }nuch  more  composed  air  ])io- 
ceeded  to  (examine  the  manuscri])t»s.  The  title  of  the  first  was 
"A  Disspiit  from  ])isR(!nter3,  or  the  C()m])rehnnHion  confii((id; 
showing  ilio  imyjossibility  of  any  Coinjxjsition  l)t'tween  the 
fnmrcli  and  Puritans,  l^resbyterian.s,  or  Soct.-trics  of  any  De- 
8crij)tif)n;  illustrated  from  the  Scriptures,  the  Fathers  of  the 
Church,  and  tho  soundest  Controversial  J)ivines."  To  this 
work  tho  l)ooksf'Uer  jxtsitivfly  dfuiurrfd.  "  \V('U  n)rant>," 
he  said,  "and  If-amed,  douhtlfHH;  l)ut  tho  time  hud  gone  by. 
Printed  on  small -ytica  it  woiild  run  to  eight  hundred  pages, 
and  could  never  ])ay.  Pegged  therefore  to  bo  excused.  I/oved 
an<l  honoured  tho  true  church  from  his  soul,  and,  had  it  been 
a  sermon  on  the  martyrdom,  or  any  twelve-penny  touch — why. 


76  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

1  would  venture  something  for  the  honour  of  the  cloth.  But 
come,  let's  see  the  other,  'llight  Hereditary  righted!'^  A.h! 
there's  some  sense  in  this.  Hum — hum — hum — pages  so 
many,  paper  so  much,  letter-press — Ah — I'll  tell  you,  though, 
doctor,  you  must  knock  out  some  of  the  Latin  and  Greek; 
heavy,  doctor,  damn'd  heavy — (beg  your  pardon)  and  if  you 
thi'ow  in  a  few  grains  moi*e  pepper — I  am  he  that  never 
peached  my  author.  I  have  published  for  Drake  and  Charl- 
wood  LaAvton,  and  poor  Amhurst ' — Ah,  Caleb!  Caleb!  Well, 
it  was  a  shame  to  let  poor  Caleb  starve,  and  so  many  fat  rec- 
tors and  squires  among  us.  I  gave  him  a  dinner  once  a  week; 
but.  Lord  love  you,  what's  once  a  week,  when  a  man  does  not 
know  where  to  go  the  other  six  days?  Well,  but  I  must  show 
the  mauuscrii)t  to  little  Tom  Alibi  the  solicitor,  who  manages 
all  my  law  affairs — must  keep  on  the  windy  side ;  the  mob 
were  very  uncivil  the  last  time  I  mounted  in  Old  Palace  "i'ard 
— all  Whigs  and  Roundheads  every  man  of  them,  Williamites 
and  Hanover  rats." 

The  next  day  Mr.  Pembroke  again  called  on  the  publisher, 
but  found  Tom  Alibi's  advice  had  determined  him  against 
undertaking  the  work.  "  Not  but  what  I  would  go  to — (what 
was  I  going  to  say?)  to  the  Plantations  for  the  church  with 
pleasure — but,  dear  doctor,  I  have  a  wife  and  family ;  but,  to 
show  my  zeal,  I'll  recommend  the  job  to  my  neighbour  Trim- 
mel — he  is  a  bachelor,  and  leaving  off  business,  so  a  voyage 
in  a  western  barge  would  not  inconvenience  him."  But  Mr. 
Trimmel  was  also  obdurate,  and  Mr.  Pembroke,  fortunately 
perchance  for  himself,  was  compelled  to  return  to  W^averley- 
Honour  with  his  treatise  in  vindication  of  the  real  fundamen- 
tal j)rinciples  of  church  and  state  safely  packed  in  his  saddle- 
bags. 

As  the  public  were  thus  likely  to  be  deprived  of  the  benefit 
arising  from  his  lucubrations  by  the  selfish  cowardice  of  the 
trade,  Mr.  Pembroke  resolved  to  make  two  copies  of  these 
tremendous  manuscripts  for  the  use  of  his  pupil.  He  felt 
that  he  had  been  indolent  as  a  tutor,  and,  besides,  his  con- 
science checked  him  for  complying  with  the  request  of  Mr. 
>  i^'icholaa  Amhurat.    Note  4. 


WAVERLEY.  77 

Richard  Waverley,  that  he  would  impress  no  sentiments  iipou 
Edward's  miud  inconsisteut  with  the  present  settlement  ia 
church  and  state.  But  now,  thought  he,  I  may,  without  breach 
of  my  word,  since  he  is  no  longer  luider  my  tuition,  afford  the 
youth  the  means  of  judging  for  himself,  and  have  only  to 
dread  his  reproaches  for  so  long  concealing  the  light  which 
the  perusal  will  flash  upon  his  mind.  While  he  thus  in- 
dulged the  reveries  of  an  author  and  a  politician,  his  darling 
proselyte,  seeing  nothing  very  inviting  in  the  title  of  the  tracts, 
and  appalled  by  the  bulk  and  compact  lines  of  the  manu- 
script, quietly  consigned  them  to  a  corner  of  his  travelling 
trunk. 

Aunt  Rachel's  farewell  was  brief  and  affectionate.  She 
only  cautioned  her  dear  Edward,  whom  she  probably  deemed 
somewhat  susceptible,  against  the  fascination  of  Scottish 
beauty.  She  allowed  that  the  northern  part  of  the  island 
contained  some  ancient  families,  but  they  were  all  Whigs  and 
Presbyterians  except  the  Highlanders;  and  respecting  them 
she  must  needs  say,  there  could  be  no  great  delicacy  among 
the  ladies,  where  the  gentlemen's  usual  attire  was,  as  she  had 
been  assured,  to  say  the  least,  very  singular,  and  not  at  all 
decorous.  Slie  concluded  her  farewell  with  a  kind  and  moving 
benediction,  and  gave  the  young  officer,  as  a  ])ledge  of  lier  re- 
gard, a  valualjle  diamond  ring  (often  worn  l)y  the  male  sex 
at  that  time),  and  a  purse  of  broad  gold  ])ieces,  which  also 
were  more  common  Sixty  Years  since  than  they  have  been  of 
late. 


CHAITKR    VI  r. 

A    HORSK-QtTAUTKU    IN  Sff»TT,AN"I>. 

TriK  next  morning,  amid  varied  feelings,  theohief  of  which 
was  a  predominant,  anxious,  and  even  solemn  impression,  that 
he  was  now  in  a  great  measure  abandoned  to  his  own  guidance 
and  direction,  Kdward  Waverley  departed  from  the  Hall  amid 
the  bleiisings  and  tears  of  all  the  old  domestics  oud  the  iuhab- 


78  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

itants  of  the  village,  mingled  with  some  sly  petitions  for  &er- 
geantcies  and  corporalships,  and  so  forth,  on  the  part  of  those 
who  professed  that  "  they  never  thoft  to  ha'  seen  Jacob,  and 
Giles,  and  Jonathan  go  off  for  soldiers,  save  to  attend  his 
honour,  as  in  duty  bound."  Edward,  as  in  duty  bound,  ex- 
tricated himself  from  the  supplicants  with  the  pledge  of  fewer 
promises  than  might  have  been  expected  from  a  young  man  so 
little  accustomed  to  the  world.  After  a  short  visit  to  Lon- 
don, he  proceeded  on  horseback,  then  the  general  mode  of 
travelling,  to  Edinburgh,  and  from  thence  to  Dundee,  a  sea- 
port on  the  eastern  coast  of  Angus-shire,  where  his  regiment 
was  then  quartered. 

He  now  entered  upon  a  new  world,  where,  for  a  time,  all 
was  beautiful  because  all  was  new.  Colonel  Gardiner,  the 
commanding  officer  of  the  regiment,  was  himself  a  study  for  a 
romantic,  and  at  the  same  time  an  inquisitive,  youth.  In  per- 
son he  was  tall,  handsome,  and  active,  though  somewhat  ad- 
vanced in  life.  In  his  early  years  he  had  been  what  is  called, 
by  manner  of  palliative,  a  very  gay  yoimg  man,  and  strange 
stories  were  circulated  about  his  sudden  conversion  from 
doubt,  if  not  infidelity,  to  a  serious  and  even  enthusiastic  turn 
of  mind.  It  was  whispered  that  a  supernatural  conmnmica- 
tion,  of  a  nature  obvious  even  to  the  exterior  senses,  had 
produced  this  wonderful  change;  and  though  some  mentioned 
the  proselyte  as  an  enthusiast,  none  hinted  at  his  being  a 
hypocrite.  This  singular  and  mystical  circumstance  gave 
Colonel  Gardiner  a  peculiar  and  solemn  interest  in  the  eyes  of 
the  young  soldier. '  It  may  be  easily  imagined  that  the  offi- 
cers of  a  regiment,  commanded  by  so  respectable  a  person, 
composed  a  society  more  sedate  and  orderly  than  a  military 
mess  always  exhibits;  and  that  Waverley  escaped  some  temp- 
tations to  which  he  might  otherwise  have  been  exposed. 

Meanwhile  his  military  education  proceeded.  Already  a 
good  horseman,  he  was  now  initiated  into  the  arts  of  the 
manege,  which,  when  carried  to  perfection,  almost  realise  the 
fable  of  the  Centaur,  the  guidance  of  the  horse  appearing  to 
proceed  from  the  rider's  mere  volition,  rather  than  from  the 

»  Colonel  Gardiner,    Note  5. 


WAVERLEY.  79 

use  of  any  external  and  apparent  signal  of  motion.  He  re- 
ceived, also  instructions  in  his  tield  duty;  but  1  must  own 
that,  when  his  tirst  ardour  was  past,  his  progress  fell  short  in 
the  latter  particular  of  what  he  wished  and  expected.  The 
duty  of  an  officer,  the  most  imposing  of  all  others  to  the  inex- 
perienced mind,  because  accompanied  with  so  much  outward 
pomp  and  circumstance,  is  in  its  essence  a  very  diy  and  ab- 
stract task,  depending  chiefly  upon  aritlimetical  combinations, 
requiring  much  attention,  and  a  cool  and  reasoning  head  to 
bring  them  into  action.  Our  hero  was  liable  to  fits  of  absence, 
in  which  his  blunders  excited  some  mirth,  and  called  down 
some  reproof.  This  circumstance  impressed  him  with  a  pain- 
ful sense  of  inferiority  in  those  qualities  which  appeared  most 
to  deserve  and  obtain  regard  in  his  new  profession,  lie  asked 
himself  in  vain,  why  his  eye  could  not  judge  of  distance  or 
spai^^ie  so  well  as  those  of  his  companions;  why  his  head  was 
not  always  successful  in  disentangling  the  various  partial 
movements  necessary  to  execute  a  particular  evolution ;  and 
why  liis  memory,  so  alert  upon  most  occasions,  did  not  coi- 
rectly  retain  technical  ]jhr;use3  and  minute  ])oiuts  of  eticjuette 
or  field  discipline.  Waverley  was  naturally  modest,  ami 
therefore  did  not  fall  into  the  egregious  mistake  of  sup])osing 
such  iiiiinitvr  rules  of  military  duty  heneath  his  notice,  or 
conceiting  himself  to  be  born  a  general,  because  he  miide  an 
indifferent  subaltern.  The  truth  was,  that  the  vague  and  un- 
satisfactory cour.se  of  reading  wliitOi  Im  had  pursued,  working 
upon  a  temper  naturally  retired  and  al)stracted,  liad  given  liiin 
that  wavering  and  unsettled  habit  of  mind  wliich  is  in<»st 
averse  to  study  and  riveted  attention.  'I'ime,  in  the  nie.'ui 
while,  hung  heavy  on  Iiis  hands.  Tim  gentry  of  the  neigh- 
bourhood we  ro  disaffected,  and  shnwecl  littbi  hospitality  to  tlie 
military  giiests;  and  the  people  of  the  town,  chieHy  engaged 
in  mercantile  pursuits,  were  not  sitcli  jus  Waverley  chose  to 
associate  with.  The  arrival  of  summer,  and  a  curiosity  t^) 
know  something  inoro  of  Scuitland  than  ho  could  see  in  a  ride 
from  his  quarters,  determined  him  U)  request  leave  of  absence 
for  a  few  weeks.  He  resolved  first  to  visit  his  uncle's  ancient 
friend  and  corresi)ondeut,  with  the  purpose  of  extending  or 


80  WAVERLEY  NOVELS 

shortening  the  time  of  his  residence  according  to  circumstances. 
He  travelled  of  course  on  horseback,  and  with  a  single  attend- 
ant, and  passed  his  first  night  at  a  miserable  inn,  where  the 
landlady  had  neither  shoes  nor  stockings,  and  the  landlord, 
who  called  himself  a  gentleman,  was  disposed  to  be  rude  to 
his  guest,  because  he  had  not  bespoke  the  pleasure  of  his  so- 
ciety to  supper. '  The  next  day,  traversing  an  open  and  unin- 
closed  country,  Edward  gradually  approached  the  Highlands 
of  Perthshire,  which  at  first  had  appeared  a  blue  outline  in 
the  horizon,  but  now  swelled  into  huge  gigantic  masses,  which 
frowned  defiance  over  the  more  level  country  that  lay  beneath 
them.  Near  the  bottom  of  this  stupendous  barrier,  but  still 
in  the  Lowland  country,  dwelt  Cosmo  Comyne  Bradwardine 
of  Bradwardine;  and,  if  grey-haired  eld  can  be  in  aught  be- 
lieved, there  had  dwelt  his  ancestors,  with  all  their  heritage^ 
since  the  days  of  the  gracious  King  Duncan. 


CHAPTEE   VIII. 

A    SCOTTISH    MANOR-HOUSE    SIXTY    YEARS    SINCE. 

It  was  about  noon  when  Captain  Waverley  entered  the 
stragglmg  village,  or  rather  hamlet,  of  Tully-Veolan,  close 
to  which  was  situated  the  mansion  of  the  proprietor.  The 
houses  seemed  miserable  in  the  extreme,  especially  to  an  eye 
accustomed  to  the  smiling  neatness  of  English  cottages.  They 
stood,  without  any  respect  for  regularity,  on  each  side  of  a 
straggling  kind  of  impaved  street,  where  children,  almost  in 
a  j)rimitive  state  of  nakedness,  lay  sprawling,  as  if  to  be 
crushed  by  the  hoofs  of  the  first  passing  horse.  Occasionally, 
indeed,  when  such  a  consummation  seemed  inevitable,  a 
watchful  old  grandam,  with  her  close  cap,  distaff,  and  spindle, 
rushed  like  a  sibyl  i:i  frenzy  out  of  one  of  these  miserable 
cells,  dashed  into  the  middle  of  the  path,  and  snatching  up 
her  own  charge  from  among  the  sunburnt  loiterers,  saluted 

•  Scottish  Inns.    Note  6. 


WAVERLEY.  81 

him  with  a  sound  cuff,  aud  transported  him  back  to  his 
dungeon,  the  little  white-headed  varlet  screaming  all  the 
while,  from  the  very  top  of  his  lungs,  a  shrilly  treble  to  the 
growling  remonstrances  of  the  enraged  matron.  Another  part 
in  this  concert  was  sustained  by  the  incessant  yelping  of  a 
score  of  idle  useless  curs,  which  followed,  snarling,  barking, 
howling,  and  snapping  at  the  horses'  heels;  a  nuisance  at 
that  time  so  common  in  Scotland,  that  a  French  tourist,  who, 
like  other  travellers,  longed  to  find  a  good  and  rational  reason 
for  everything  he  saw,  has  recorded,  as  one  of  the  memorabilia 
of  Caledonia,  that  the  state  maintained  in  each  village  a  relay 
of  curs,  called  collies,  Avhose  duty  it  was  to  chase  the  chevaux 
de  ])oste  (too  starved  and  exhausted  to  move  without  such  a 
stimulus)  from  one  hamlet  to  another,  till  their  annoying  con- 
voy drove  them  to  the  end  of  their  stage.  The  evil  and 
remedy  (such  as  it  is)  still  exist. — But  this  is  remote  from 
our  ])resent  purpose,  and  is  only  thrown  out  for  consideration 
of  tlie  collectors  under  iMr.  Dent's  dog-bill. 

As  Waverley  moved  on,  here  and  tliere  an  old  man,  bent  as 
much  by  toil  as  years,  his  eyes  bleared  with  age  and  smoke, 
tottered  to  tlie  door  of  liis  Init,  to  gaze  on  tlio  dress  of  the 
strangfr  and  the  form  and  motions  of  tlie  horses,  ami  then  as- 
semljled,  witli  liis  ncigliljours,  in  a  litths  gnjuj)  at  tlie  smithy, 
to  discuss  tli<!  i)rol)al)ilities  of  whence  tlui  stranger  canu^  and 
where  he  might  be  going.  Three  or  four  village  girls,  return- 
ing from  the  well  or  brook  witli  ])itchers  and  pails  upon  their 
heads,  formed  more  ])leasing  objects,  and,  with  their  thin 
ahort-gowns  and  single  pet.tieoats,  l)aro  arms,  legs,  and  feet, 
uneoveredlieuds  and  braided  hair,  somewhat  resembh'd  llaliau 
forms  of  landscai)e.  Nor  ctmld  a  lover  of  the  picturesque 
have  cliaHenged  either  the  eh'ganeo  of  tlieir  costume  or  the 
symmetry  of  their  shape;  although,  t-o  say  tlie,  triitli,  a  mere 
Englishman  in  search  of  tlui  riniif(>rfiibh\  a  word  ])ecnliar  to 
his  native  tongue,  miglit  have  wislied  tlie  clothes  less  scanty, 
the  feet  and  legs  somewhat  ju-otected  from  the  wealher,  the 
head  andcf)mplexion  shrouded  from  the  sun,  or  j)erhaps  might 
even  have  thought  th«^  whoh^  |)erson  and  dress  considei-ably 
im|)roved  by  a  i)lentiful   application  of  spring  water,  with  a 


62  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

quantum  i^nffieit  of  soap.  The  whole  scene  was  depressing; 
for  it  argued,  at  the  lirst  glance,  at  least  a  stagnation  of  in- 
dustry, and  perhaps  of  intellect.  Even  curiosity,  the  busiest 
passion  of  the  idle,  seemed  of  a  listless  cast  in  the  village  of 
Tully-Veolan ;  the  curs  aforesaid  alone  showed  any  part  of 
its  activity;  with  the  villagers  it  was  passive.  They  stood 
and  gazed  at  the  handsome  young  officer  and  his  attendant, 
but  without  any  of  those  quick  motions  and  eager  looks  that 
indicate  the  earnestness  with  which  those  who  live  in  monot- 
onous ease  at  home  look  out  for  amusement  abroad.  Yet  the 
physiognomy  of  the  people,  when  more  closely  examined,  was 
far  from  exhibiting  the  indifference  of  stvipidity ;  their  features 
were  rough,  but  remarkably  intelligent;  grave,  but  the  very 
reverse  of  stupid ;  and  from  among  the  young  women  an  artist 
might  have  chosen  more  than  one  model  whose  features  and 
form  resembled  those  of  Minerva.  The  childi-en  also,  whose 
skins  were  burnt  black,  and  whose  hair  was  bleached  white, 
by  the  influence  of  the  sun,  had  a  look  and  manner  of  life  and 
interest.  It  seemed,  upon  the  whole,  as  if  povei-ty,  and  in- 
dolence, its  too  frequent  companion,  were  combining  to  de- 
press the  natural  genius  and  acquired  information  of  a  hardy, 
intelligent,  and  reflecting  peasantry. 

Some  such  thoughts  crossed  Waverley's  mind  as  he  paced 
his  horse  slowly  through  the  rugged  and  flinty  street  of  Tully- 
Veolan,  interrupted  only  in  his  meditations  by  the  occasional 
caprioles  which  his  charger  exhibited  at  the  reiterated  assaults 
of  those  canine  Cossacks,  the  collies  before  mentioned.  The 
village  was  more  than  half  a  mile  long,  the  cottages  being 
irregularly  divided  from  each  other  by  gardens,  or  yards,  as 
the  inhabitants  called  them,  of  different  sizes,  where  (for  it  is 
Sixty  Years  since)  the  now  universal  potato  was  unknown, 
but  which  were  stored  with  gigantic  plants  of  kale  or  colewort, 
encircled  with  groves  of  nettles,  and  exhibited  here  and  there 
a  huge  hemlock,  or  the  national  thistle,  overshadowing  a 
quarter  of  the  petty  inclosure.  The  broken  ground  on  which 
the  village  was  built  had  never  been  levelled;  so  that  these 
inclosures  presented  declivities  of  every  degree,  here  rising 
like   terraces,    there   sinking   like   tan-pits.       The   dry-stone 


WAVERLEY.  83 

walls  which  fenced,  or  seemed  to  fence  (for  they  were  sorely 
breached),  these  hanging  gardens  of  Tiilly-Veolan  were  inter- 
sected by  a  narrow  lane  leading  to  the  common  field,  where 
the  joint  labour  of  the  villagers  cultivated  alternate  ridges  and 
patches  of  rye,  oats,  barley,  and  pease,  each  of  such  minute 
extent  that  at  a  little  distance  the  miprofitable  variety  of  the 
surface  resembled  a  tailor's  book  of  patterns.  In  a  few  fa- 
voured instances,  there  appeared  behind  the  cottages  a  miser- 
able wigAvam,  compiled  of  earth,  loose  stones,  and  turf,  whex-e 
the  wealthy  might  perhaps  shelter  a  starved  cow  or  sorely 
galled  horse.  But  almost  every  hut  was  fenced  in  front  by  a 
huge  black  stack  of  turf  on  one  side  of  the  door,  while  on  the 
other  the  family  dunghill  ascended  in  noble  emulation. 

About  a  l)owshot  from  the  end  of  the  village  appeared  the 
inclosures  proudly  denominated  the  Parks  of  Tully-Veolan, 
being  certain  square  fields,  surrounded  and  divided  by  stone 
walls  five  feet  in  height.  In  the  centre  of  the  exterior  barrier 
was  the  upper  gate  of  the  avenue,  o[)cning  under  an  ai'chway, 
battlemented  on  the  top,  and  adorm-d  with  two  large  weather- 
beaten  mutilated  masses  of  upright  stone,  which,  if  the  tra- 
dition of  the  hamlet  could  be  trusted,  had  once  represented, 
at  least  had  been  once  designed  to  represent,  two  rampant 
licars,  the  supporters  of  the  family  of  l'>radwardine.  This 
avenue  was  straight  and  of  moderate  Icngtli,  running  between 
a  double  row  of  vei-y  ancient  horse-chestnuts,  planted  alter- 
nately with  sycamores,  which  rose  to  sncli  huge  height,  and 
flourished  so  luxuiiantly,  that  their  lx)ugh3  completely  over- 
arched the  brofid  road  beneath.  Beyond  tlieso  venerable  r!inl<n, 
and  running  ])arallel  to  them,  were  two  high  walls,  of  appar- 
ently the  like  antiquity,  overgrown  with  ivy,  lioneysiu'kle, 
and  other  climbing  plants.  The  avenue  seemed  very  little 
trodden,  and  chieHy  by  foot-passengers ;  so  that  being  very 
broad,  and  enjoying  a  ronstant  shade,  it  wiis  clothed  with 
grass  <^»f  a  det-p  and  ricli  verdure,  exce])ting  where  a  foot])ath, 
worn  by  occasional  ]>assengers,  tracked  with  a  natural  sweep 
the  way  from  the  upper  to  the  lower  gat.e.  This  nether  por- 
tal, like  the  former,  opened  in  front  of  a  wall  ornamented  with 
Bome  rude  sculpture,  with  battlements  on  the  top,  over  which 


84  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

were  seen,  half -hidden  by  the  trees  of  the  avenue,  the  high 
steep  roofs  and  narrow  gables  of  the  mansion,  with  lines  in- 
dented into  steps,  and  corners  decorated  with  small  turrets. 
One  of  the  folding  leaves  of  the  lower  gate  was  open,  and  as 
the  sun  shone  full  into  the  court  behind,  a  long  line  of  bril- 
liancy was  flung  upon  the  aperture  up  the  dark  and  gloomy 
avenue.  It  was  one  of  those  effects  which  a  painter  loves  to 
represent,  and  mingled  well  with  the  struggling  light  which 
found  its  way  between  the  boughs  of  the  shady  arch  that 
vaulted  the  broad  green  alley. 

The  solitude  and  repose  of  the  whole  scene  seemed  almost 
monastic ;  and  Waverley,  who  had  given  his  horse  to  his  ser- 
vant on  entering  the  lirst  gate,  walked  slowly  down  the  ave- 
nue, enjoying  the  gi'ateful  and  cooling  shade,  and  so  much 
pleased  with  the  placid  ideas  of  rest  and  seclusion  excited  by 
this  confined  and  quiet  scene,  that  he  forgot  the  misery  and 
dirt  of  the  hamlet  he  had  left  behind  him.  The  opening  into 
the  paved  court -yard  corresponded  with  the  rest  of  the  scene. 
The  liouse,  which  seemed  to  consist  of  two  or  three  high,  nar- 
row, and  steep-roofed  buildings,  projecting  from  each  other 
at  right  angles,  formed  one  side  of  the  inclosure.  It  had  been 
built  at  a  period  when  castles  were  no  longer  necessary,  and 
when  the  Scottish  architects  had  not  yet  acquired  the  art  of 
designing  a  domestic  residence.  The  windows  were  number- 
less, but  very  small;  the  roof  had  some  nondescript  kind  of 
projections,  called  bartizans,  and  displayed  at  each  frequent 
angle  a  small  turret,  rather  resembling  a  pepper-box  than  a 
Gothic  watch-tower.  Neither  did  the  front  indicate  absolute 
security  from  danger.  Tliere  were  loop-holes  for  musketry, 
and  iron  stanchions  on  the  lower  windows,  probably  to  repel 
any  roving  band  of  gipsies,  or  resist  a  predatory  visit  from  the 
caterans  of  the  neighljoring  Highlands.  Stables  and  other 
offices  occupied  another  side  of  the  square.  The  former  were 
low  vaults,  with  narrow  slits  instead  of  windows,  resembling, 
as  Edward's  groom  observ^ed,  "rather  a  prison  for  murderers, 
and  larceners,  and  such  like  as  are  tried  at  'sizes,  than  a  place 
for  any  Christian  cattle."  Above  these  dungeon -looking  sta- 
bles were  granaries,  called  girnels,  and  other  offices,  to  which 


WAVERLEY.  86 

there  was  access  by  outside  stairs  of  heavy  masoniy.  Two 
battlemented  walls,  one  of  which  faced  the  avenue,  and  the 
other  divided  the  court  from  the  garden,  completed  the  iu- 
closure. 

Nor  was  the  court  without  its  ornaments.  In  one  corner 
was  a  tun-bellied  pigeon-house,  of  great  size  and  rotundity, 
resembling  in  figm-e  and  proportion  the  curious  edifice  called 
Arthur's  Oven,  which  would  have  turned  the  brains  of  all  the 
antiquaries  in  England,  had  not  the  worthy  proprietor  pulled 
it  down  for  the  sake  of  mending  a  neighbouring  dam-dyke. 
This  dove-cot,  or  columbarium,  as  the  owner  called  it,  was  no 
small  resource  to  a  Scottish  laird  of  that  period,  whose  scanty 
rents  were  eked  out  by  the  contributions  levied  upon  the  farms 
by  these  light  foragers,  and  the  conscriptions  exacted  from  the 
latter  for  the  benefit  of  the  table. 

Another  corner  of  the  court  displayed  a  fountain,  where  a 
huge  bear,  carved  in  stone,  ])redominated  over  a  large  stone- 
basin,  into  which  he  disgorged  the  water.  This  Avork  of  art 
was  the  wonder  of  the  country  ten  miles  round.  It  must  not 
be  forgotten,  that  all  scuta  of  bears,  small  and  largti,  denii  or 
in  full  proportion,  were  carved  over  the  windows,  upon  the 
ends  of  the  gables,  terminated  the  spouts,  and  sujjported  the 
turrets,  with  the  ancient  family  motto,  "(J^ctwat*  f^  Q^Cir,"  *''it 
imder  e;ich  hy]>erl)orean  form.  Tlio  court  m;im  spiicious,  well 
paved,  and  perfectly  clean,  tliere  being  ])r()l»ably  another  en- 
trance behind  the  fltablos  for  removing  the  litter.  Everything 
around  ap]>oared  solitary,  and  would  have  been  silent,  but  for 
the  continned  y)laHhing  of  the  fountain;  and  tho  wliole  sfcne 
still  maintained  the  mon;istio  illusion  which  the  faiicy  of  \Va- 
vprh^y  had  conjurfd  up.  And  hero  wo  beg  pormissi<ju  to  close 
a  chapter  of  still  life. ' 

>  Tully-Veolnii.     Note  7. 


86  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

CHAPTER   IX. 

MORE    OF    THE    MANOR-HOUSE    AND    ITS    ENVIRONS. 

After  having  satisfied  his  curiosity  by  gazing  around  him 
for  a  few  minutes,  Waverley  a2:)plied  himself  to  the  massive 
knocker  of  the  hall-door,  the  architrave  of  which  bore  the 
date  1594.  But  no  answer  was  returned,  though  the  peal  re- 
sounded through  a  number  of  apartments,  and  was  echoed 
from  the  court-yard  walls  without  the  house,  starting  the  pig- 
eons from  the  venerable  rotmida  which  they  occupied,  and 
alarming  anew  even  the  distant  village  curs,  which  had  re- 
tired to  sleep  upon  their  respective  dunghills.  Tired  of  the 
din  which  he  created,  and  the  unprofitable  responses  which  it 
excited,  Waverley  began  to  think  that  he  had  reached  the  cas- 
tle of  Orgoglio,  as  entered  by  the  victorious  Prince  Arthur, 

When  'gan  he  loudly  through  the  house  to  call, 

But  no  man  cared  to  answer  to  his  cry ; 
There  reign'd  a  solemn  silence  over  all, 
Nor  voice  was  heard,  nor  wight  was  seen  in  bower  or  hall. 

Filled  almost  with  expectation  of  beholding  some  "  old,  old 
man,  with  beard  as  white  as  snow, "  whom  he  might  question 
concerning  this  deserted  mansion,  our  hero  turned  to  a  lit- 
tle oaken  wicket-door,  well  clenched  with  iron  nails,  which 
opened  m  the  court-yard  wall  at  its  angle  with  the  house.  It 
was  only  latched,  notwithstanding  its  fortified  appearance, 
and,  when  opened,  admitted  him  into  the  garden,  which  pre 
sented  a  pleasant  scene. '  The  southern  sida  of  the  house, 
clothed  with  fruit-trees,  and  having  many  evergreens  trained 
upon  its  walls,  extended  its  irregular  yet  venerable  front  along 
a  terrace,  partly  paved,  partly  gravelled,  partly  bordered  with 
flowers  and  choice  shrubs.     This  elevation'descended  by  three 

'  At  Ravelston  may  he  seen  such  a  garden,  which  the  taste  of  the  pro- 
prietor, the  author's  friend  and  kinsman.  Sir  Alexander  Keith,  Knight 
Mareschal,  has  judiciously  preserved.  That,  as  well  as  the  house,  is,  how- 
ever, of  smaller  dimensions  than  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine's  mansion  and 
garden  are  presumed  to  have  beeu. 


WAVERLEY.  87 

several  flights  of  steps,  placed  in  its  centre  and  at  the  extrem- 
ities, into  what  might  be  called  the  garden  proper,  and  was 
fenced  along  the  top  by  a  stone  parapet  with  a  heavy  balus- 
trade, ornamented  from  space  to  space  with  huge  grotesque 
figures  of  animals  seated  upon  their  haunches,  among  which 
the  favourite  bear  was  repeatedly  introduced.  Placed  in  the 
middle  of  the  terrace,  between  a  sashed-door  opening  from  the 
house  and  the  central  flight  of  steps,  a  huge  animal  of  the 
same  species  supported  on  his  head  and  fore-paws  a  sun-dial 
of  large  circumference,  inscribed  with  more  diagrams  than 
Edward's  mathematics  enabled  him  to  decipher. 

The  garden,  which  seemed  to  be  kept  with  gieat  accuracy, 
abounded  in  fruit-trees,  and  exhibited  a  profusion  of  flowers 
and  evergi-eens  cut  into  gi-otesque  forms.  It  was  laid  out  ia 
terraces,  which  descended  rank  by  rank  from  the  western  wall 
to  a  large  brook,  which  had  a  tranquil  and  smootli  appearance, 
where  it  served  as  a  boundary  to  the  garden ;  but,  near  the 
extremity,  leapt  in  tumult  over  a  strong  dam,  or  wear-head, 
the  cause  of  its  temporary  tranquillity,  and  there  furmiug  a 
cascade,  was  overlooked  by  an  octangidar  summer-house,  with 
a  gilded  bear  on  the  top  by  way  of  vane.  After  tliis  feat,  the 
brook,  assuming  its  naturiil  rapid  and  fierce  character,  es- 
caped from  tlio  eye  down  a  deep  and  wooded  dell,  fnmi  the 
copse  of  Avhich  arose  a  massive,  but  ruinous  t(twer,  the  former 
habitation  of  the  Barons  of  liradwardino.  The  martjiu  of  the 
brfK)k,  op])Osite  to  the  garden,  displayed  a  narrow  meadow,  or 
haugh,  as  it  was  called,  which  formed  a  small  washing-green; 
the  bank,  which  rotin^d  behind  it,  was  covered  by  ancient 
trees. 

The  scene,  though  pleasing,  was  not  ijuite  equal  to  the  gar- 
dens of  Alcina;  yet  wanted  not  th()"f/vfe  donze.lettn  (jarruU-P 
of  that  enchanted  paradise,  for  \x\\o\\  the  green  aforesaid  two 
bare-le^f,'ed  damsels,  ea<!h  standing  in  a  spaeious  tub,  ])er- 
ff)rmed  with  their  feet  tlie  olliee  of  a  ]>atent  wjusliing-nuudiine. 
These  did  not,  however,  like  the  maidens  of  Aiiiiida,  remain 
to  greet  with  their  harmony  the  ap]>roaching  guest,  but, 
alarmed  at  the  aj)pearance  of  a  handsome  striujger  on  the  op- 
posite side,  dropped  their  garments  (I  should  say  garment,  t« 


88  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

be  quite  correct)  over  their  limbs,  which  their  occupation  ex- 
posed somewhat  too  freely,  and,  with  a  shrill  exclamation  of 
"Eh,  sirs!''  uttered  with  an  accent  between  modesty  and  co- 
quetry, sprung  off  like  deer  in  different  directions. 

Waverley  began  to  despair  of  gaining  entrance  into  this  sol- 
itary and  seemingly  enchanted  mansion,  when  a  man  advanced 
up  one  of  the  garden  alleys,  where  he  still  retained  his  station. 
Trusting  this  might  be  a  gardener,  or  some  domestic  belonging 
to  the  house,  Edward  descended  the  steps  in  order  to  meet 
him;  but  as  the  ligure  approached,  and  long  before  he  could 
descry  its  features,  he  was  struck  with  the  oddity  of  its  ap- 
pearance and  gestures.  Sometimes  this  mister  wight  held  his 
hands  clasped  over  his  head,  like  an  Indian  Jogue  in  the  atti- 
tude of  penance;  sometimes  he  swung  them  perpendicularly, 
like  a  pendulum,  on  each  side;  and  anon  he  slapped  them 
swiftly  and  repeatedly  across  his  breast,  like  the  substitute 
used  by  a  hackney-coachman  for  his  usual  flogging  exercise, 
when  his  cattle  are  idle  upon  the  stand,  in  a  clear  frosty  day. 
His  gait  was  as  smgular  as  his  gestures,  for  at  times  he  hopped 
with  great  perseverance  on  the  right  foot,  then  exchanged  that 
8U])porterto  advanc^e  in  the  same  manner  on  the  left,  and  then 
putting  his  feet  close  together  he  hopped  upon  both  at  once. 
His  attire  also  was  antiquated  and  extravagant.  It  consisted 
in  a  sort  of  grey  jerkin,  with  s(;aiiet  cuffs  and  slashed  sleeves, 
showing  a  scarlet  lining ;  the  otlier  parts  of  the  dress  corre- 
sponded in  colour,  not  forgetting  a  pair  of  scarlet  stockings, 
and  a  scarlet  bonnet,  proudly  surmounted  with  a  turkey's 
feather.  Edward,  whom  he  did  not  seem  to  observe,  now 
perceived  confirmation  in  his  features  of  what  the  mien  and 
gestures  had  already  announced.  It  was  apparently  neitlier 
idiocy  nor  insanity  which  gave  that  wild,  unsettled,  irregular 
expression  to  a  face  which  naturally  was  rather  handsome,  but 
something  that  resembled  a  compound  of  both,  where  the  sim- 
plicity of  the  fool  was  mixed  with  the  extravagance  of  a  crazed 
imagination.  He  sung  with  great  earnestness,  and  not  with- 
out some  taste,  a  fragment  of  an  old  Scottish  ditty : 

False  love,  and  hast  thon  play'd  me  thus 
In  summer  among  the  flowers? 


WAVERLEY.  89 

I  will  repay  thee  back  again 

111  winter  among  the  .-shuwers. 
Unless  again,  again,  my  love, 

Unless  you  turn  again  ; 
As  you  with  other  maidens  rove, 

I'll  smile  on  other  men.' 

Here  lifting  up  his  eyes,  which  had  hitherto  been  fixed  in 
observing  how  his  feet  kept  time  to  the  time,  he  beheld  Wa- 
verley,  and  instantly  doffed  his  cap,  with  many  grotesque  sig- 
nals of  surprise,  respect,  and  salutation.  Edward,  though 
with  little  hope  of  receiving  an  answer  to  any  constant  ques- 
tion, requested  to  know  whether  Mr.  BradAvardine  were  at 
home,  or  where  he  could  find  any  of  the  domestics.  The 
questioned  i)arty  rei)lied,  and,  like  the  witch  of  Thalaba,  "  still 
his  speech  was  song, " — 

The  Knight's  to  the  mountain 

His  hugle  to  wind  ; 
The  Lady's  to  the  greenwood 

Her  garland  to  hind. 
The  hower  of  Burd  Kllen 

Has  moss  f>n  the  floor, 
That  the  step  of  Lord  William 

Be  silent  and  sure. 

This  conveyed  no  information,  and  Edward,  repeating  liis 
queries,  received  a  rapid  answer,  in  wliicli,  from  the  liaste  ami 
peculiarity  of  the  dialect,  tlie  word  ''  i)utler"  was  alone  intelli- 
gible. Waverley  tlien  reciuested  to  see  the  butler;  upon 
which  the  fellow,  with  a  knowing  look  and  nod  of  intelligence, 
made  a  signal  to  f2dward  to  follow,  and  began  to  dance  and 
caper  down  tlie  alley  uj)  whicli  he  had  made  his  ai)|)roiM'lies. 
A  stiang<!  guide  this,  thouglit  Edward,  and  not  much  inilike 
one  of  Shakspeare's  roynisli  clowns.  I  am  not  over  j)rn(lent 
to  tru.st  to  his  ])ilotage;  but  wiser  men  have  been  led  by  fools. 
By  tliis  time  lie  reached  the  lM)tU)m  of  tlio  aUey,  where,  turn- 
ing sliort  on  a  little  parterre  of  flowers,  shnmded  from  tbo 
east  and  north  l)y  a  close  yew  liedge,  he  foinnl  an  old  m:iii  at 
work  witbont  his  coat,  whose  ap]»earanee  bovered  between  lli;it 
of  an  uj)per  servant  and  gardener;  his  red  nose  and   ruflled 

'This  is  a  genuine  ancient  Tragmcnt,  with  some  alteration  in  the  two 
last  lines. 


90  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

shirt  belonging  to  the  former  profession ;  his  hale  and  sunburnt 
visage,  with  his  green  apron,  appearing  to  indicate 

Old  Adam's  likeness,  set  to  dress  this  garden. 

The  major  domo,  for  such  he  was,  and  indisputably  the 
second  oliieer  of  state  in  the  barony  (nay,  as  chief  minister  of 
the  interior,  superior  even  to  Bailie  Macwheeble  in  his  own 
department  of  the  kitchen  and  cellar) — the  major  domo  laid 
do\vn  his  spade,  slipped  on  his  coat  in  haste,  and  with  a  wrath- 
fvd  look  at  Edward's  guide,  probably  excited  by  his  having 
introduced  a  stranger  while  he  was  engaged  in  this  laborious, 
and,  as  he  might  suppose  it,  degrading  office,  requested  to 
know  the  gentleman's  commands.  Being  informed  that  he 
wished  to  pay  his  respects  to  his  master,  that  his  name  was 
Waverley,  and  so  forth,  the  old  man's  countenance  assumed  a 
great  deal  of  respectful  importance.  "  He  could  take  it  upon 
his  conscience  to  say,  his  honour  would  have  exceeding  pleas- 
ure in  seeing  him.  Would  not  Mr.  AVaverley  choose  some  re- 
freshment after  his  journey?  His  honour  was  with  the  folk 
who  were  getting  doon  the  dark  hag;  the  twa  gardener  lads 
(an  emphasis  on  the  word  ttca)  had  been  ordered  to  attend 
him.  J  and  he  had  been  just  amusing  himself  in  the  mean  time 
with  dressing  Miss  Rose's  flower-bed,  that  he  might  be  near 
to  receive  his  honour's  orders,  if  need  were;  he  was  very  fond 
of  a  garden,  but  had  little  time  for  such  divertisements." 

*'  He  canna  get  it  wrought  in  abune  twa  days  in  the  week  at 
no  rate  whatever,"  said  Edward's  fantastic  conductor. 

A  grim  look  from  the  butler  chastised  his  interference,  and 
he  commanded  him,  by  the  name  of  Davie  Gellatley,  in  a  tone 
which  admitted  no  discussion,  to  look  for  his  honour  at  the 
dark  hag,  and  tell  him  there  was  a  gentleman  from  the  south 
had  arrived  at  the  Ha'. 

"Can  this  poor  fellow  deliver  a  letter?"  asked  Edward. 

"With  all  fidelity,  sir,  to  any  one  whom  he  respects.  I 
would  hardly  trust  him  with  a  long  message  by  word  of  mouth — 
though  he  is  more  knave  than  fool." 

Waverley  delivered  his  credetitials  to  Mr.  Gellatley,  who 
seemed  to  coniina  the  butler's  last  observation,  by  twisting 


WAVERLEY.  91 

his  features  at  him,  when  he  was  looking  another  way,  into 
the  resemblance  of  the  grotesque  face  on  the  bole  of  a  German 
tobacco  pipe ;  after  which,  with  an  odd  conge  to  Waverley,  he 
danced  ofE  to  discharge  his  errand. 

"He  is  an  innocent,  sir,"  said  the  butler;  "there  is  one 
such  in  almost  every  town  m  the  country,  but  ours  is  brought 
far  ben.'  He  used  to  work  a  day's  turn  weel  eneugh;  but  he 
helped  Miss  Hose  when  she  was  flemit  with  the  Laird  of  Kil- 
lancureit's  new  English  buU,  and  since  that  time  we  ca'  him 
Davie  Do-little ;  indeed  we  might  ca'  him  Davie  Do-naethuig, 
for  since  he  got  that  gay  clothing,  to  please  his  honour  and  my 
young  mistress  (great  folks  will  have  their  fancies),  he  lias 
done  naething  but  dance  up  and  down  about  the  tonv,  without 
doing  a  single  turn,  unless  trimming  the  laird's  fishing-wand 
or  busking  liis  flies,  or  may  be  catching  a  dish  of  trouts  at  an 
orra-time.  l>ut  here  conies  Miss  Rose,  who,  I  take  burden 
upon  me  for  her,  will  be  especial  glad  to  see  one  of  the  house 
of  Waverley  at  her  father's  mansion  of  TuUy-Veolan. " 

But  Rose  l^>radwardiue  deserves  lietter  of  her  unworthy  his- 
torian than  to  be  introduced  at  the  end  of  a  chapter. 

In  the  mean  while  it  may  be  noticed,  that  Waverley  learned 
two  things  from  this  collofiuy;  that  in  Scotland  a  single  house 
was  called  a  town,  and  a  natural  fool  an  innocent. 


CHAPTKi;    \. 

ROSE    nUADWAUOlNK     ANI»     lIKli     K  ATM  K.K. 

Miss  BRADWAnDixr,  wjis   but  seventeen;  yet,    at  the  last 

races  of  the  country  town  of ,  upnu  her  health  being  ])r<(- 

posed  among  a  round  of  beauties,  the  liaird  of  r.unipenniaigh, 
permanent  toa.st-master  and  cnmpier  of  tlie  l^autheiwhilieiy 
Club,  not  only  said  More  to  tlie  pledge,  in  a  ])int  bumper  of 
Bourdeaux,  but,  ere  pouring  forth  the  liljation,  (hiuominated 
the  divinity  to  wliom  it  wa.s  dedicated,  "  the  Rose  of  Tully- 

•  Jeatcr  or  Fool.     Note  a. 


92  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Veolan" ;  upon  "which  festive  occasion  three  cheers  -were  given 
by  all  the  sitting  members  of  that  respectable  society  whose 
throats  the  wine  had  left  capable  of  such  exertion.  Nay,  I  am 
well  assured,  that  the  sleeping  partners  of  the  company  snorted 
applause,  and  that  although  strong  bumpers  aud  weak  brains 
had  consigned  two  or  three  to  the  floor,  yet  even  these,  fallen 
as  they  were  from  their  high  estate,  and  weltering — I  will 
carry  the  parody  no  farther — uttered  divers  inarticulate  sounds, 
intimating  their  assent  to  the  motion. 

Such  mianimous  applause  could  not  be  extorted  but  by 
acloiowledged merit;  and  Rose Bradwardine  not  only  deserved 
it,  but  also  the  approbation  of  much  more  rational  persons 
than  the  Bautherwhillery  Club  could  have  mustered,  even  be- 
fore discussion  of  the  first  inagnum,.  She  was  indeed  a  very 
pretty  girl  of  the  Scotch  cast  of  beauty,  that  is,  with  a  profu- 
sion of  hair  of  paley  gold,  and  a  skin  like  the  snow  of  her 
own  moimtains  in  whiteness.  Yet  she  had  not  a  pallid  or 
pensive  cast  of  countenance ;  her  features,  as  well  as  her  tem- 
per, had  a  lively  expression;  her  complexion,  though  not 
florid,  was  so  pure  as  to  seem  transparent,  and  the  slightest 
emotion  sent  her  whole  blood  at  once  to  her  face  and  neck. 
Her  form,  though  under  the  common  size,  was  remarkably 
elegant,  and  her  motions  light,  easy,  and  unembarrassed.  She 
came  from  another  part  of  the  garden  to  receive  Captain  Wa- 
verley,  with  a  manner  that  hovered  between  bashfulness  and 
courtesy. 

The  first  greetings  past,  Edward  learned  from  her  that  the 
dark  hag,  which  had  somewhat  puzzled  him  in  the  butler's 
account  of  his  master's  avocations,  had  nothing  to  do  either 
with  a  black  cat  or  a  broomstick,  but  was  simply  a  portion  of 
oak  copse  which  was  to  be  felled  that  day.  She  oifered,  with 
diffident  civility,  to  show  the  stranger  the  way  to  the  spo!^ 
which,  it  seems,  was  not  far  distant ;  but  they  were  prevented 
by  the  appearance  of  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine  in  person, 
who,  summoned  by  David  Gellatley,  now  appeared,  "  on  hos- 
pitable thoughts  intent, "  clearing  the  ground  at  a  prodigious 
rate  with  swift  and  long  strides,  which  reminded  Waverley  of 
the  seven-league  boots  of  the  nursery  fable.     He  was  a  tall. 


WAVERLEY.  93 

thin,  athletic  figure,  old  indeed  and  grey-haired,  but  with 
every  muscle  rendered  as  tough  as  whip-cord  by  constant  ex- 
ercise. He  was  di-essed  carelessly,  and  more  like  a  French- 
man than  an  Englishman  of  the  period,  while,  from  his  hard 
features  and  perpendicular  rigidity  of  stature,  he  bore  some 
resemblance  to  a  Swiss  officer  of  the  guards,  who  had  resided 
some  time  at  Paris,  and  caught  the  costume,  but  not  the  ease 
or  manner,  of  its  inhabitants.  The  truth  was,  that  his  lan- 
guage and  habits  were  as  heterogeneous  as  his  external  ap- 
pearance. 

Owing  to  his  natural  disposition  to  study,  or  perhaps  to  a 
very  general  .Scottish  fashion  of  giving  young  men  of  rank  a 
legal  education,  he  had  been  bred  with  a  view  to  the  bar.  lUit 
the  i)olitics  of  his  family  precluding  tlie  hope  of  his  rising  in 
that  profession,  Mr.  Bradwardine  travelled  with  high  reputa- 
tion for  several  years,  and  made  some  campaigns  in  foreign 
service.  After  his  deinele  with  the  law  of  high  treason  in 
171  "),  he  had  lived  in  retirement,  conversing  almost  entirely 
with  those  of  his  own  principles  in  the  vicinage.  Tlie  jjcdan- 
try  of  the  lawyer,  sui)erindu(^ed  upon  the  military  ])ride  of 
the  soldier,  might  i-emind  a  modern  of  the  days  of  the  zealous 
volunteer  service,  when  tlie  Ijar-gown  of  our  pleaders  was  often 
flung  over  a  blazing  uniform.  'Vo  tliis  must  l)c  added  the 
prejudices  of  ancient  birth  and  .)acol)ite  ])oliti('.s,  greatly 
strengthened  by  hal)its  of  solitary  and  secluded  autliority, 
which,  though  exercised  only  within  the  bounds  of  his  lialf- 
cultivated  estate,  was  there  indisputable  and  undisputed.  For, 
as  he  used  to  observe,  "the  lands  of  Hradwardine,  TiiUy- 
Veolan,  and  others,  had  l)een  erect»id  into  a  Iriui  biirony  by  a 
charter  from  David  the  First,  cuvi  lihernU potcxt  hdhriuHrunnn 
et  jiiHticias,  ciini  fossa  et  furcd  (lie — pit  and  gallows),  vt  soLn 
et  sohii,  p,t  tliol  et  theavi,  et  iiifaiiff-thief  ct  outfit iuf-tJiicJ\  sire 
hav{/-/irif,fnf/  sirn  ha/c-hiu'tnid."  'I'Ik*  ])e(')iliar  meaning  of  all 
these  cabal istical  words  few  or  none  could  explain  ;  but  they 
implied,  ujkju  the  whole,  that  the  liaron  of  Bradwardine 
might,  in  case  of  delinciuoncy,  im])rison,  try,  and  execute  liis 
vassals  at  his  pleasure.  Like  James  the  P'irst,  however,  the 
present  possessor  of  this  authority  was  more  pleased  in  talking 


94  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

about  prerogative  than  in  exercising  it ;  and  excepting  that  he 
imprisoned  two  poachers  in  the  dungeon  of  the  old  tower  of 
I'uUy-Veolan,  where  they  Avere  sorely  frightened  by  ghosts, 
and  almost  eaten  by  rats,  and  that  he  set  an  old  woman  in  the 
joiiys  (or  Scottish  pillory)  for  saying  "  there  were  mair  fules 
in  the  laiid's  ha'  house  than  Davie  Gellatley,"  I  do  not  learn 
that  he  was  accused  of  abusing  his  high  powers.  Still,  how- 
ever, the  conscious  pride  of  possessing  them  gave  additional 
importance  to  his  language  and  deportment. 

At  his  first  address  to  Waverley,  it  would  seem  that  the 
hearty  pleasure  he  felt  to  behold  the  nephew  of  his  friend 
had  somewhat  discomposed  the  stiff  and  upright  dignity  of  the 
Baron  of  Bradwardine's  demeanour,  for  the  tears  stood  in  the 
old  gentleman's  eyes,  when,  having  first  shaken  Edward  heart- 
ily by  the  hand  in  the  English  fashion,  he  embraced  him  a- 
la-mode  Frangoise,  and  kissed  him  on  both  sides  of  his  face; 
while  the  hardness  of  his  gripe,  and  the  quantity  of  Scotch 
snuff  which  his  accolade  communicated,  called  corresponding 
drops  of  moisture  to  the  eyes  of  his  guest. 

"  Upon  the  honour  of  a  gentleman,"  he  said,  "but  it  makes 
me  young  again  to  see  you  here,  Mr.  Waverley !  A  worthy 
scion  of  the  old  stock  of  Waverley-Honour — spes  altera,  as 
Maro  hath  it — and  you  have  the  look  of  the  old  line.  Captain 
Waverley;  not  so  portly  yet  as  my  old  friend  Sir  Everard — 
Tnais  cela  viendra  avec  le  terns,  as  my  Dutch  acquaintance, 
Baron  Kikkitbroeck,  said  of  the  sagesse  of  Madame  son 
epouse.  And  so  ye  have  mounted  the  cockade?  Right, 
right ;  though  I  could  have  wished  the  colour  different,  and  so 
I  would  ha'  deemed  might  Sir  Everard.  But  no  more  of  that; 
I  am  old,  and  times  are  changed.  And  how  does  the  woi-thy 
knight  baronet,  and  the  fair-  Miss  Rachel? — Ah,  ye  laugh, 
young  manl  In  troth  she  was  the  fair  Miss  Rachel  in  the 
year  of  grace  seventeen  hundred  and  sixteen ;  but  time  passes 
— ef  singula  prcedantur  anni — that  is  most  certain.  But  once 
again  ye  are  most  heartily  welcome  to  my  poor  house  of  Tully- 
Veolan  !  Hie  to  the  house.  Rose,  and  see  that  Alexander 
Saunderson  looks  out  the  old  Chiteau  Margaux,  which  I  sent 
from  Bourdeaux  to  Dvmdee  in  the  year  1713." 


WAVERLEY.  95 

Hose  tripped  off  demurely  enough  till  she  turned  the  first 
corner,  and  then  ran  with  the  speed  of  a  fairy,  that  she  might 
gain  leisure,  after  discharging  her  father^s  commission,  to  put 
her  ovm  di-ess  in  order,  and  produce  all  her  little  finery,  an 
occupation  for  which  the  approaching  dinner-hour  left  but 
limited  time. 

"  We  cannot  rival  the  luxuries  of  your  English  table,  Cap- 
tain Waverley,  or  give  you  the  ejiuhs  Inutlores  of  Waverley- 
Honour.  I  say  ejndce  rather  than  jirandium,  because  the  lat- 
ter phrase  is  popular:  eirnlm  ad  senatum,  prandlum  vero  ad 
populuvi  attinet,  says  Suetonius  Tranquillus.  But  I  trust  ye 
will  applaud  my  P.ourdeaux-,  c'est  des  deux  oreilles,  as  Captain 
Yinsatif  used  t^  say;  viniim  jirhmn  imicp^  the  Principal  of  St. 
Andi-ews  dPx.ominated  it.  And,  once  more,  Captain  Waver- 
ley, right  glad  am  I  that  ye  are  here  to  drink  the  best  my  cel- 
lar can  make  forthcoming." 

This  speech,  with  the  necessary  interjectional  answers,  con- 
tinued from  the  lower  alley  where  they  met  uj)  to  tlie  door  of 
the  house,  where  four  or  five  servants  in  old-fashioned  liveries, 
headed  by  Alexander  Saunderson,  the  butler,  wlio  now  bore 
no  ttjken  of  the  sable  ataius  of  the  garden,  received  them  in 
grand  costume, 

In  an  old  hull  huiiK  round  with  pikes  and  with  how.s, 

With  old  l)uckler3  and  corslets  that  had  borne  numy  slirewd  blows. 

With  much  ceremony,  and  still  more  real  kindness,  the  Paron, 
without  Hto])ping  in  any  intermediate  ajjartment,  conducted 
his  guest  through  several  into  tlio  great  dining  ])arlour,  wain- 
scotted  witli  black  oak,  and  hung  round  with  the  ]iietures  of 
his  ancestry,  where  a  table  was  set  foith  in  form  feu*  six  |)er- 
Bona,  and  an  old-fasliioned  beaufet  disy)layed  all  tlie  aneient 
and  ma«sivo  plate  of  the  l?radwardine  family.  A  bell  wiis 
now  lieard  at  tlm  head  of  the  avenue;  for  an  old  man,  who 
acted  as  jKjrtfu-  ujKrn  gala  days,  had  caught  the  alarm  given  by 
Waverley's  arrival,  and,  repairing  to  his  ])Ost,  announced  the 
arrival  of  other  guests. 

These,  as  the  P»aron  aHsured  his  young  fiiend,  were  very 

estimable  persons.     "There  was  the  young  Laird  of  Palma- 

5  Vol.  1 


96  WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

wliapple,  a  Falconer  by  surname,  of  the  house  of  Glenfar- 
quhar,  given  right  much  to  field-sports — gaudet  equis  et  cani- 
bus — but  a  very  discreet  young  gentleman.  Then  there  was 
the  Laird  of  Killancureit,  who  had  devoted  his  leisure  untill 
tillage  and  agriculture,  and  boasted  himself  to  be  possessed  of 
a  buU  of  matchless  merit,  brought  from  the  county  of  Devon 
(the  Damnonia  of  the  Romans,  if  we  can  trust  Robert  of  Cir- 
encester). He  is,  as  ye  may  well  suppose  from  such  a  ten- 
dency, but  of  yeoman  extraction — servahit  odorem  testa  diu — 
and  I  believe,  between  ourselves,  his  grandsire  was  from  the 
wrong  side  of  the  Border — one  BuUsegg,  who  came  hither  as 
a  steward,  or  bailiff,  or  ground-officer,  or  something  in  that 
department,  to  the  last  Girnigo  of  Killancureit,  who  died  of 
an  atrophy.  After  his  master's  death,  sir, — ye  would  haidly 
believe  such  a  scandal, — but  this  l^uUsegg,  being  portly  and 
comely  of  aspect,  intermarried  with  the  lady  dowager,  who 
was  young  and  amorous,  and  possessed  himself  of  the  estate, 
which  devolved  on  this  unhappy  woman  by  a  settlement  of  her 
umwhile  husband,  in  direct  contravention  of  an  unrecorded 
taillie,  and  to  the  prejudice  of  the  disponer's  own  flesh  and 
blood,  in  the  person  of  his  natural  heir  and  seventh  cousin, 
Girnigo  of  Tipperhewit,  whose  family  was  so  reduced  by  the 
ensuing  law-suit,  that  his  representative  is  now  serving  as 
a  private  gentleman-sentinel  in  the  Highland  Black  Watch. 
But  this  gentleman,  iVIr.  Bullsegg  of  Killancureit  that  now  is, 
has  good  blood  in  his  veins  by  the  mother  and  grandmother, 
who  were  both  of  the  family  of  Pickletillim,  and  he  is  weli 
liked  and  looked  upon,  and  knows  his  own  place.  And  (jod 
forbid,  Captain  Waverley,  that  we  of  irreproachable  lineage 
should  exult  over  him,  when  it  may  be,  that  in  the  eighth, 
ninth,  or  tenth  generation,  his  progeny  may  rank,  in  a  man- 
ner, with  the  old  gentry  of  the  country.  Rank  and  ancestry, 
sir,  should  be  the  last  words  in  the  mouths  of  us  of  unblem- 
ished race  ~vix  ea  nostra  voco,  as  Kaso  saith.  There  is,  be- 
sides, a  clergyman  of  the  true  (though  suffering)  Episcopal 
church  of  Scotland. '  He  was  a  confessor  in  her  cause  after 
the  year  1715,  when  a  Whiggish  mob  destroyed  his  meeting- 
»  Episcopal  Clergy  in  Scotland.    Note  9. 


WAVERLEY.  97 

house,  tore  his  surplice,  and  plundered  his  dwelling-house  of 
four  silver  spoons,  intromitting  also  with  his  mart  and  his 
meal-ark,  and  Avith  two  barrels,  one  of  single  and  one  of  dou- 
ble ale,  besides  three  bottles  of  brandy.  My  baron-bailie  and 
doer,  Mr.  Duncan  ]\Iacwheeble,  is  the  fourth  on  our  list. 
There  is  a  question,  owing  to  the  incertitude  of  ancient  or- 
thography, whether  he  belongs  to  the  clan  of  Wheedle  or  of 
Quibble,  but  both  have  produced  persons  eminent  in  the 
law."— 

As  such  he  described  them  by  person  and  name, 
They  enter'd,  and  dinner  was  served  as  they  came. 


CHAPTEE   XI. 

Tine    liANQUET. 


TiTR  entertainment  was  ample  aTul  handsome,  according  to 
the  Scotch  ideas  of  the  period,  and  the  guests  did  great  liunour 
to  it.  The  Baron  eat  like  a  famished  soldier,  the  Laird  of 
Balmawhapple  like  a  sportsman,  Hullsegg  of  Killancureit  like 
a  farmer,  VVaverley  himself  like  a  traveller,  and  Bailie  Mac- 
wheeble  like  all  four  together;  though,  either  out  of  more  re- 
spect, or  in  order  to  preserve  that  proj)er  declination  of  ])erH0u 
which  showed  a  sense  that  he  was  in  the  presence  of  his  pa- 
trtm,  he  sat  upon  the  edge  of  his  chair,  j)lac('d  at  tlin**^  feet  dis- 
tance from  the  table,  and  m-hieved  a  communication  with  liis 
plat.e  by  jirojecting  his  ]»erson  tttwards  it  in  a  line  Avhich 
oblifjufid  from  the  bott-om  of  his  Hjtiric,  so  that  tlie  jktkoii  who 
sat  opjiosite  to  liim  could  only  see  the  foret<jp  of  his  riding 
periwig. 

This  str)oping  pr>sition  might  have  been  inconvenient  to  an- 
other ])erson  ;  but  long  habit,  iiiade  it,  whether  soat^-d  or  walk- 
ing, perfectly  easy  U}  th(!w«»rthy  I'.ailie.  [n  the  latter  ]»oHture 
it  occjusioned,  no  doubt,  an  unseemly  projection  of  the  person 
towards  those  who  happened  tx)  walk  behind;  but  those  being 
at  all  times  his  inferiors  (for  Mr.  Macwheeble  was  very  scru- 


98  WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

pulous  iu  giving  place  to  all  others),  he  cared  very  little  what 
inference  of  contempt  or  slight  regard  they  might  derive  from 
the  circumstance.  Hence,  when  he  waddled  across  the  court 
to  and  from  his  old  grey  pony,  he  somewhat  resembled  a  turn- 
spit walking  upon  its  hind  legs. 

The  nonjuring  clergyman  was  a  pensive  and  interesting  old 
man,  with  much  the  air  of  a  sufferer  for  conscience  sake.  He 
was  one  of  those 

Who,  undeprived,  their  benefice  forsook. 

For  this  whim,  when  the  Baron  was  out  of  hearing,  the  Bailie 
used  sometimes  gently  to  rally  Mr.  Kubrick,  upbraiding  him 
with  the  nicety  of  his  scruples.  Indeed,  it  must  be  owned 
that  lie  himself,  though  at  heart  a  keen  partisan  of  the  exiled 
family,  had  kept  pretty  fair  with  all  the  different  turns  of 
state  in  his  time ;  so  that  Davie  (lellatley  once  described  him 
as  a  particularly  good  man,  who  had  a  very  quiet  and  peaceful 
conscience,  that  never  did  hivi  any  harm. 

"\Mien  the  dinner  was  removed,  the  Baron  announced  the 
healtli  of  the  King,  politely  leaving  to  the  consciences  of  his 
guests  to  drink  to  the  sovereign  de  facto  or  de  jure,  as  their 
politics  inclined.  The  conversation  now  became  general ;  and, 
shortly  afterwards.  Miss  Bradwardine,  who  had  done  the  hon- 
ours with  natural  grace  and  simplicity,  retired,  and  was  soon 
followed  by  the  clergyman.  Among  the  rest  of  tlie  party,  the 
wine,  which  fully  justitied  the  enconiiuius  of  the  landlord, 
flowed  freely  round,  although  Waverley,  with  some  difficulty, 
obtained  the  privilege  of  sometimes  neglecting  the  glass.  At 
length,  as  the  evening  grew  more  late,  the  Baron  made  a  pri- 
vate signal  to  Mr.  Saunders  Saunderson,  or,  as  he  facetiously 
denominated  him,  Alexander  ah  Alexandra,  who  left  the  room 
with  a  nod,  and  soon  after  returned,  his  grave  countenance 
mantling  with  a  solemn  and  mysterious  smile,  and  placed  be- 
fore his  master  a  small  oaken  casket,  mounted  with  brass  or- 
naments of  curious  form.  The  Baron,  drawing  out  a  pi-ivate 
key,  unlocked  the  casket,  raised  the  lid,  and  produced  a  gold- 
en goblet  of  a  singular  and  antique  appearance,  moulded  into 
the  shape  of  a  rampant  bear,  which  the  owner  regarded  with 


WAVERLEY.  99 

a  look  of  mingled  reverence,  pride,  and  delight,  that  irresisti- 
bly reminded  Waverley  of  Ben  Jonson's  Tom  Otter,  with  his 
Bull,  Horse,  and  Dog,  as  that  wag  wittily  denominated  his 
chief  carousing  cups.  But  Mr.  Bradwardine,  turning  towards 
him  with  complacency,  requested  him  to  observe  this  curious 
relic  of  the  olden  time. 

"  It  represents, "  he  said,  "  the  chosen  crest  of  our  f lunily, 
a  bear,  as  ye  observe,  and  rampant ;  because  a  good  herald 
will  depict  every  animal  in  its  noblest  posture,  as  a  horse  sa- 
lient, a  greyhound  currant,  and,  as  may  be  inferred,  a  ravenous 
animal  in  actu  ferociori,  or  in  a  voracious,  lacerating,  and  de- 
vouring posture.  Now,  sir,  we  hold  this  most  honourable 
achievement  by  the  wappen-brief,  or  concession  of  arms,  of 
Frederick  Red-beard,  Emperor  of  (Jermany,  to  my  predecessor, 
Godmund  Bradwardine,  it  being  the  crest  of  a  gigantic  Dane, 
whom  he  slew  in  the  lists  in  the  Holy  Land,  on  a  quarrel 
touching  the  chastity  of  the  emperor's  spouse  or  daughter, 
tradition  saith  not  precisely  which,  and  thus,  as  Virgilius 
hath  it: 

MuleniUH  elypeos,  Duiiuinuyuc  insigniu  nobis 
A]>teimis. 

Then  for  the  cup.  Captain  AVaverley,  it  wa»s  wrought  hy  the 
coTiimand  of  St.  Duthac,  Abl)ot  of  Abf'rl)rotlio('k,  for  Ix-hoof 
of  another  l)aron  of  the  house  of  Jiradwardiiic,  who  li ad  val- 
iantly df'fendod  the  patrimony  of  that  monastery  against  cer- 
tain encroaching  nohles.  It  is  juoperly  termed  the  Blessed 
Bear  of  r.radwardino  (though  old  l»r.  honblcit  used  jocosely 
to  call  it  Ursa  Major),  and  was  snpposfd.  in  old  and  Calholin 
timos,  to  be  invested  with  cfrtain  pnqicrt.ies  of  a  inystic-il  and 
8U])ematural  quality.  And  thougli  1  give  not  in  to  sneh  nvllia, 
it  is  certain  it  has  always  been  esteenind  a  Hoh-mn  standard 
cup  and  heirloom  of  our  house;  nor  is  it  ever  used  but  \\\\on 
seasons  of  high  festival,  and  snch  I  bold  t^i  he  the  arrival  of 
the  hf'ir  of  Sir  Evorard  nndor  my  roof;  and  T  dfvotf.  this 
draught  to  the  hnalth  and  pmsjterity  of  the  ancient  and  highly- 
to-l)e-honoured  honsp  of  Waverley." 

During  this   long   harangue,  he  carefully   decanted  a  cab- 


100  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

webbed  bottle  of  claret  into  the  goblet,  which  held  nearly  an 
English  pint;  and,  at  the  conclusion,  delivering  the  bottle  to 
the  butler,  to  be  held  carefully  in  the  same  angle  with  the  hor- 
izon, he  devoutly  quaffed  off  the  contents  of  the  Blessed  Bear 
of  Bradwardine. 

Edward,  Avith  horror  and  alarm,  beheld  the  animal  making 
his  rounds,  and  thought  with  great  anxiety  upon  the  appro- 
priate motto,  "  Beware  the  Bear" ;  but,  at  the  same  time, 
plainly  foresaAV  that,  as  none  of  the  guests  scrupled  to  do  him 
this  extraorduiary  honour,  a  refusal  on  his  part  to  pledge  their 
courtesy  would  be  extremely  ill  received.  Resolving,  there- 
fore, to  submit  to  this  last  piece  of  tyranny,  and  then  to  quit 
the  table,  if  possible,  and  confiding  in  the  strength  of  his  con- 
stitution, he  did  justice  to  the  company  in  the  contents  of  the 
Blessed  Bear,  and  felt  less  inconvenience  from  the  draught 
than  he  could  possibly  have  expected.  The  others,  whose 
time  had  been  more  actively  employed,  began  to  shoAv  symp- 
toms of  innovation — "  the  good  wine  did  its  good  office, "  ' 
The  frost  of  etiquette  and  pride  of  birth  began  to  give  way 
before  the  genial  blessings  of  this  benign  constellation,  and 
the  formal  appellatives  with  which  the  three  dignitaries  had 
hitherto  addressed  each  other  were  now  familiarly  abbreviated 
into  Tully,  Bally,  and  Killie.  When  a  few  rounds  had  passed, 
the  two  latter,  after  whispering  together,  craved  permission  (a 
joyful  hearing  for  Edward)  to  ask  the  grace-cup.  This,  after 
some  delay,  was  at  length  produced,  and  Waverley  concluded 
the  orgies  of  Bacchus  were  terminated  for  the  evening.  He 
was  never  more  mistaken  in  his  life. 

As  the  guests  had  left  their  horses  at  the  small  inn,  or  change- 
Jwuse,  as  it  was  called,  of  the  village,  the  Baron  could  not,  in 
politeness,  avoid  walking  with  them  up  the  avenue,  and  Wa- 
verley from  the  same  motive,  and  to  enjoy  after  this  feverish 
revel  the  cool  summer  evening,  attended  the  party.  But  when 
they  ai-rived  at  Luckie  Macleary's  the  Lairds  of  Balmawhapple 
and  Killancureit  declared  their  determination  to  acknowledge 
their  sense  of  the  hospitality  of  Tully- Veolan  by  partaking, 
with  their  entei-tainer  and  his  guest  Captain  Waverley,  what 

»  Southey's  Madoc. 


WAVERLEY.  101 

they  technically  called  dock  an  dorroch,  a  stirrup-cup,'  to  the 
honour  of  the  Baron's  roof-tree. 

It  must  be  noticed  that  the  Bailie,  knowing  by  experience 
that  th-e  day's  jovialty,  which  had  been  hitherto  sustained  at 
the  expense  of  his  patron,  might  terminate  partly  at  his  own, 
had  mounted  his  spaviiaed  grey  pony,  and,  between  gaiety  of 
heart  and  alarm  for  being  hooked  into  a  reckoning,  spurred 
him  into  a  hobbling  canter  (a  trot  Avas  out  of  the  question), 
and  liad  already  cleared  the  village.  The  others  entered  the 
change-house,  leading  Edward  in  unresisting  submission ;  for 
his  landlord  whispered  him,  that  to  demur  to  such  an  overture 
would  be  construed  into  a  high  misdemeanour  against  the  /er/es^ 
eonviviales,  or  regulations  of  genial  compotatiou.  "Widow 
Macleary  seemed  to  have  expected  this  visit,  as  well  she 
might,  for  it  was  the  usual  consummation  of  merry  bouts,  not 
only  at  Tully-Veolan,  but  at  most  other  gentlemen's  houses  in 
Scotland,  Sixty  Years  since.  The  guests  thereby  at  once  ac- 
quitted themselves  of  their  burden  of  gratitude  for  their  en- 
tertainer's kindness,  encouraged  the  trade  of  his  change-house, 
did  honour  to  the  place  wliich  afforded  harbour  to  their  horses,- 
and  indemnified  themselves  for  tlie  previous  restraints  iinposed 
by  jirivute  iKJSpitality,  by  spending  what  Falstaff  calls  the 
sweet  of  tlie  niglit  in  tlie  genial  license  of  a  tavern.  "^ 

Accordingly,  in  full  expectation  of  these  distinguished 
guests,  Luckie  Ma<deary  had  swept  her  house  for  the  first  time 
this  fortniglit,  tempered  her  tnrf-firo  to  sucli  a  lieat  as  the 
season  re^piired  in  lier  daiu])  hovel  even  at  Midsummer,  set 
forili  lier  deal  table  newly  \v;ishe(l,  ])ropped  its  lame  foot  with 
a  fragment  of  turf,  arranged  four  or  five  stools  of  huge  ami 
clunjsy  form  upon  the  sites  wliich  best  suited  the  inecjualities 
of  her  clay  fl(;or;  and  liaving,  moreover,  ])nt  on  her  clean  to}-, 
rokelay,  and  scarlet  ))laid,  gravely  awaited  the  arrival  of  the 
eompany,  in  full  hope  of  custoiii  and  ])rofit.  When  they  were 
aeated  under  the  sooty  rafters  of  Lu(!kio  Mju'leary's  only  ai)art- 
iiient,  thickly  tapestried  with  cobwebs,  their  hostess,  who  liad 
already  taken  her  cue  from  the  Laird  of  l*almawliap])le,  aj)- 
peared  with  a  huge  pewter  mea,suring-iM)t,  containing  at  lejist 

«  Stirrup^Hip.     Nuto  10. 


102  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

three  English  quarts,  familiarly  denominated  a  tappit  hen,  and 
which,  in  the  language  of  the  hostess,  reamed  (i.e.  mantled) 
■with  excellent  claret  just  drawn  from  the  cask. 

It  was  soon  plain  that  what  crumbs  of  reason  the  Bear  had 
not  devoured  were  to  be  picked  up  by  the  Hen ;  but  the  con- 
fusion whch  appeared  to  prevail  favoured  Edward's  resolution 
to  evade  the  gaily  circling  glass.  The  others  began  to  talk 
thick  and  at  once,  each  performing  his  own  part  in  the  conver- 
sation without  the  least  respect  to  his  neighbour.  The  Baron 
of  Bradwardine  sung  French  chansons-a-boire,  and  spouted 
pieces  of  Latin;  Killancureit  talked,  in  a  steady  unalterable 
dull  key,  of  top-dressing  and  bottom-dressing, '  and  year-olds, 
and  gimmers,  and  dinmonts,  and  stots,  and  runts,  and  kyloes, 
and  a  proposed  turnpike-act;  while  Balmawhapple,  in  notes 
exalted  above  both,  extolled  his  horse,  his  hawks,  and  a 
greyhound  called  Whistler.  In  the  middle  of  this  din,  the 
Baron  repeatedly  implored  silence ;  and  when  at  length  the 
instinct  of  polite  discii)line  so  far  prevailed  that  for  a  moment 
he  obtained  it,  he  hastened  to  beseech  their  attention  "  unto  a 
military  amette,  which  was  a  particular  favourite  of  the  Mar^- 
chal  a)uc  de  Berwick" ;  then,  imitating,  as  well  as  he  could, 
the  manner  and  tone  of  a  French  musquetaire,  he  immediately 
commenced : 

Mon  cceur  volage,  dit  cllc, 

N'est  pas  pour  vous,  garcjon ; 
Est  pour  un  homme  de  guerre, 

Qui  a  barbe  au  menton. 

Lon,  Lon,  Laridon. 

Qui  port  chapeau  i  plume, 

Soulier  h  rouge  talon, 
Qui  joue  de  la  flute, 

Aussi  du  violon. 

Lon,  Lon,  Laridon. 

Balmawhapple  could  hold  no  longer,  but  broke  in  with  what 
he  called  a  d — d  good  song,  composed  by  Gibby  Gaethrough- 
wi't,  the  piper  of  Cupar;  and,  without  wasting  more  time, 
struck  up : 

'  This  has  been  censured  as  an  anachronism  ;  and  it  must  be  confessed 
that  agriculture  of  this  kind  was  unknown  to  the  Scotch  Sixty  Years  since. 


WAVERLEY.  103 

It's  up  Glenbarchan  IS  braes  I  gaed, 
And  o'er  tlie  bent  of  Killiebraid, 
And  mony  a  weary  cast  I  made, 
To  cuittle  the  moor-fowl's  tail.' 

The  Baron,  whose  voice  was  di-owned  in  the  louder  and  more 
obstreperous  strains  of  Bahnawhapple,  now  dropped  the 
competition,  but  continued  to  hum  ''' Lon,  Lon,  Laridon,''  and 
to  regard  the  successful  candidate  for  the  attention  of  the 
company  with  an  eye  of  disdain,  while  Balmawhapple  pro- 
ceeded; 

If  up  a  bonny  black-cock  should  spring, 
To  whistle  him  down  wi'  a  slug  in  his  wing, 
And  strap  him  on  to  my  hinzie  string. 
Right  seldom  would  I  fail. 

After  an  ineffectual  attempt  to  recover  the  second  verse,  he 
sung  the  first  over  again  ;  and,  iu  prosecution  of  his  triumph, 
declared  there  was  "  more  sense  in  that  than  in  all  tlie  derrt/- 
do7if/H  of  France,  and  Fifesliire  to  the  boot  of  it."  Tlui  Banm 
only  answered  witli  a  lung  jiiiieh  of  snutf  and  a  glance,  of  iiiti- 
nite  contempt.  But  tliose  nol)le  allies,  the  Bcur  and  tin".  HtMi, 
had  emancij)ated  the  young  laird  fronx  the  habitual  reverence 
in  wlu(rh  he  held  Jiradwardiwe  at  other  times.  Ho  pronounced 
the  claret  shUj>!f,  and  demanded  brandy  with  great  vocifera- 
tion. Jt  was  lu'ouglit;  and  now  the  Demon  of  J'olities  envied 
even  the  harmony  arising  from  this  ])ut(;h  concert,  merely  be- 
cause there  was  not  a  wrathful  nolo  in  the  strange  compound 
of  sounds  which  it  j)rodu(reil.  Ins])ired  by  her,  llie  Laird  of 
Balmawhapple,  now  supeiior  to  the  nods  and  winks  with  whiih 
the  r»aron  of  I'.radwai-dine,  in  delicacy  to  Edward,  h;id  hith- 
erto (iheckcul  bis  (entering  upon  political  discuHsion,  demanded 
a  bumper,  with  the  bmgs  of  a  Stentor,  "to  the  little  gentle- 
man in  bla<^k.  velvet  who  did  such  service  in  1  "nu,  and  may 
the  white  horse  break  his  neck  over  a  nioinid  of  his  making!" 
l'>lward  wius  not  at  that  moment  clear-headed  enough  to  re- 
memlier  that  King  William's  f.dl,  whi(di  occjisioned  his  death, 
was  said  to  be  owing  to  his  horse  stumbling  at  a  mole-hill; 

•  Suum  niiqnc.    Tlii.s  snnt<h  nf  n  hnlind  was  roniposod  liy  Andrew  Moo 
Donald,  the  ingenious  and  unfortunate  author  of  Vivumda. 


104  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

yet  felt  inclined  to  take  umbrage  at  a  toast  which  seemed, 
from  the  glance  of  Balmawhapple's  eye,  to  have  a  peculiar 
and  uncivil  reference  to  the  Government  which  he  served. 
But,  ere  he  could  interfere,  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine  had 
taken  up  the  quarrel.  "  Sir, "  he  said,  "  whatever  my  senti- 
ments tan<iua7n  privatus  may  be  in  such  matters,  I  shall  not 
tamely  endure  your  saying  anything  that  may  impinge  upon 
the  honourable  feelings  of  a  gentleman  under  my  roof.  Sir, 
if  you  have  no  respect  for  the  laws  of  urbanity,  do  ye  not  re- 
spect the  military  oath,  the  sacramentum  militare,  by  which 
every  officer  is  bound  to  the  standards  under  which  he  is  en- 
rolled? Look  at  Titus  Livius,  what  he  says  of  those  Roman 
soldiers  who  were  so  unhappy  as  exuere  sacramentum,  to  re- 
nounce their  legionary  oath ;  but  you  are  ignorant,  sir,  alike 
of  ancient  history  and  modern  courtesy." 

"Xot  so  ignorant  as  ye  would  j^ronounce  me,"  roared  Bal- 
mawhapple.  "  I  ken  weel  that  you  mean  the  Solemn  League 
and  Covenant ;  but  if  a'  the  Whigs  in  hell  had  taken  the " 

Here  the  Baron  and  Waverley  both  spoke  at  once,  the 
former  calling  out,  "Be  silent,  sir!  ye  not  only  show  your 
ignorance,  Vnit  disgrace  your  native  country  before  a  stranger 
and  an  Englishman" ;  and  ■  Waverley,  at  the  same  moment, 
entreating  Mr.  Bradwardine  to  permit  him  to  reply  to  an 
affront  which  seemed  levelled  at  him  personally.  But  the 
Baron  was  exalted  by  wine,  wrath,  and  scorn  above  all  sublu- 
nary considerations. 

"I  crave  you  to  be  hushed.  Captain  Waverley;  you  are 
elsewhere,  perad venture,  sui  juris, — foris-familiated,  that  is, 
and  entitled,  it  may  be,  to  think  and  resent  for  yourself ;  but 
in  my  domain,  in  this  poor  Barony  of  Bradwardine,  and  under 
this  roof,  which  is  quasi  mine,  being  held  by  tacit  relocation 
by  a  tenant  at  will,  I  am  in  loco  parentis  to  you,  and  bound  to 
see  you  scathless.  And  for  you,  Mr.  Falconer  of  Balmawhap- 
ple,  I  warn  ye,  let  me  see  no  more  aberrations  from  the  paths 
of  good  manners." 

"  And  I  tell  you,  Mr.  Cosmo  Comyne  Bradwardine  of  Brad- 
Avai-dine  and  Tully- Veolan, "  retorted  the  sportsman  in  huge 
disdain,  "  that  I'U  make  a  moor-cock  of  the  man  that  refuses 


WAVERLEY.  105 

my  toast,  whether  it  be  a  crop-eared  English  Whig  -wi'  a  black 
ribband  at  his  lug,  or  ane  wha  deserts  his  ain  friends  to  claw 
favour  wi'  the  rats  of  Hanover." 

In  an  instant  both  rapiers  Avere  brandished,  and  some  des- 
perate passes  exchanged.  Baluiawhapple  was  young,  stout, 
and  active;  but  the  Baron,  infinitely  more  master  of  his 
weapon,  would,  like  Sir  Toby  Belch,  have  tickled  his  oppo- 
nent other  gates  than  he  did  had  he  not  been  under  the  mtlu- 
ence  of  Ursa  Major. 

Edward  rushed  forward  to  interfere  between  the  combatants, 
but  the  prostrate  bulk  of  the  Laird  of  Killancureit,  over  which 
he  stujubled,  intercepted  his  ])assage.  How  Killancureit  hap- 
pened to  be  in  this  recumbent  posture  at  so  interesting  a  mo- 
ment was  never  accurately  known.  Some  thought  lus  was 
about  to  ensconce  himself  under  the  table ;  he  himself  alleged 
that  he  stumbled  in  the  act  of  lifting  a  joint-stool,  to  prevent 
mischief,  by  knocking  down  Balmawhapple.  Be  that  as  it 
may,  if  readier  aid  than  either  Iiis  or  Waverley's  had  nt)t  in- 
terposed, there  would  certainly  have  been  bloodshed.  But 
the  well-known  cla-sh  of  swords,  which  was  no  stranger  to  her 
dwelling,  annised  Luckio  Macleary  as  she  sat  quietly  beyond 
the  hallan,  or  earthen  partition  of  the  cottage,  with  eyes  em- 
ployed on  Boston's  ''('rook  of  the  Lot,"  wliilo  lier  ideas  were 
engaged  in  .summing  up  tlie  leckoning.  She  boldly  ru.shed  in, 
with  the  slirill  ex])Ostulation,  '*  Wad  their  honours  slay  ane 
another  there,  and  bring  discredit  on  an  lionest  widow-woman's 
house,  when  there  w;is  a'  tl»e  lee-Uind  in  the  country  to  light 
upon?"  a  remonstrance  wliieli  slie  scu-onded  hy  flinging  her 
plaid  with  great  dexterjty  over  tlie  wcsipons  of  the  e(iml»at.iints. 
The  servants  by  this  time  rushed  in,  and  being,  by  great 
chance,  tolerably  solder,  se])arated  the  incensed  opjionents, 
with  till)  assistance  of  Edward  and  Killancureit.  The  latter 
led  otT  Jiabnawhapple,  cursing,  swearing,  and  vowing  revenge 
against  every  ^Vhig,  I'resltyterian,  and  fanatic  in  lOnghunl  and 
Scotland,  from  John-o'-fTroat's  to  the  Land's  YamI,  and  witli 
difficulty  got  him  U>  horse.  ( )ur  hero,  witli  the  assistance  c»f 
Saunders  Saunderson,  escorted  the  liaron  of  Bratlwardine  to 
his  own  dwelling,  but  could  not  prevail  u])on  liini  to  retire  to 


106  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

bed  until  he  had  made  a  long  and  learned  apology  for  the 
events  of  the  evening,  of  which,  however,  there  was  not  a  word 
intelligible,  except  ssomething  about  the  Centaui"S  and  the 
Lapithae. 


CHAPTER   XII. 

REPENTANCE    AND    A    RECONCILIATION. 

Waverley  was  unaccustomed  to  the  use  of  wine,  excepting 
with  great  temperance,  lie  slept  therefore  soundly  till  late 
in  the  succeeding  morning,  and  then  awakened  to  a  painful 
recollection  of  the  scene  of  the  preceding  evening.  He  had 
received  a  personal  affront — he,  a  gentleman,  a  soldier,  and 
a  Waverley.  True,  the  person  who  offered  it  was  not,  at  the 
time  it  was  given,  possessed  of  the  moderate  share  of  sense 
which  nature  had  allotted  him;  true  also,  in  resenting  this 
insult,  he  would  break  the  laws  of  Heaven  as  well  as  of  his 
country ;  true,  in  doing  so,  he  might  take  the  life  of  a  young 
man  who  perhaps  respectably  dischai'ged  the  social  duties,  and 
render  his  family  miserable,  or  he  might  lose  his  own — no 
pleasant  alternative  even  to  the  bravest,  when  it  is  debated 
coolly  and  in  private. 

All  this  pressed  on  his  mind;  yet  the  original  statement 
recurred  with  the  same  irresistible  force.  He  had  received 
a  personal  insult ;  he  was  of  the  house  of  Waverley ;  and  he 
bore  a  commission.  There  was  no  alternative;  and  he  de- 
scended to  the  breakfast  parlour  with  the  intention  of  taking 
leave  of  the  family,  and  writing  to  one  of  his  brother  officers 
to  meet  him  at  the  inn  midway  between  Tully-Veolan  and 
the  town  where  they  were  quartered,  in  order  that  he  might 
convey  such  a  message  to  the  Laird  of  Bahnawhapple  as  the 
circumstances  seemed  to  demand.  He  found  Miss  Bradwar- 
dine  presiding  over  the  tea  and  coffee,  the  table  loaded  with 
warm  bread,  both  of  flour,  oatmeal,  and  barleymeal,  in  the 
shape  of  loaves,  cakes,  biscuits,  and  other  varieties,  together 
with   eggs,    reindeer   ham,    mutton   and   beef   ditto,    smoked 


WAVERLEY.  107 

salmon,  marmalade,  and  all  the  other  delicacies  which  induced 
even  Johnson  himself  to  extol  the  luxury  of  a  Scotch  breakfast 
above  that  of  all  other  countries.  A  mess  of  oatmeal  por- 
ridge, flanked  by  a  silver  jug,  which  held  an  equal  mixture  of 
cream  and  buttermilk,  was  placed  for  the  Baron's  share  of 
this  repast ;  but  Rose  observed,  he  had  walked  out  early  in  the 
morning,  after  giving  orders  that  his  guest  should  not  be  dis- 
turbed. 

Waverley  sat  down  almost  in  silence,  and  with  an  air  of 
absence  and  abstraction  which  could  not  give  Miss  Bradwai- 
dine  a  favourable  opinion  of  his  talents  for  conversation.  He 
answered  at  random  one  or  two  observations  which  she  ven- 
tured to  make  upon  ordinary  topics ;  so  that,  feeling  herself 
almost  rf^pulsed  in  her  efforts  at  entertaining  him,  and  secretly 
wondering  that  a  scarlet  coat  should  cover  no  better  breeding, 
she  left  him  to  his  mental  amusement  of  cursing  Dr.  Dou- 
bleit's  favourite  constellation  of  Ursa  Major  as  the  cause  of  all 
the  mischief  wliich  had  already  hapi)ened  and  was  likely  to 
ensue.  At  onoe  he  started,  and  his  colour  hoiglitened,  iis, 
looking  towards  the  window,  ho  beheld  the  Baron  and  young 
Balmawhap})le  pass  arm  in  arm,  apparently  in  deep  eonversa- 
tion ;  and  lie  hastily  asked,  "Did  Mr.  Falconer  sleep  licro 
last  night?"  Rose,  not  much  ^Heased  with  the  abrui)lncs3 
of  the  first  question  which  the  yo\nig  stranger  had  achhcssed 
to  her,  answered  drily  in  the  negative,  and  the  conversation 
again  sunk  into  silence. 

At  this  moment  Mr.  Saundersou  appeared,  with  a  message 
from  his  master,  requesting  to  sjjcak  with  Captain  Waver- 
ley in  another  apartment.  With  a  heart  which  beat  a  little 
quicker,  not  indeed  from  fear,  but  from  uncertainty  and 
anxiety,  Edward  obeyed  the  summons.  Ho  found  tlio  two 
gentlemen  standing  tf)geth(!r,  an  air  of  complacent  dignity  on 
the  brow  of  the  I'aron,  while  something  like  sullenness  or 
shame,  or  both,  blanked  th(!  bold  visage  of  ]*alma\vhaj)]tle. 
Th(!  former  slipjied  his  arm  through  that  of  the  latter,  and 
thus  seeming  to  walk  with  him,  while  iji  reality  ho  led  him, 
advanced  to  meet  "Waverley,  and,  stopping  in  the  midst  of  the 
apartment,  made  in  great  state  the  following  oration :  "  Cap- 


108  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

taiu  Waverley — my  young  and  esteemed  friend,  Mr.  Falconer 
of  Baliuawhapple,  lias  craved  of  my  age  and  experience,  as 
of  one  not  wholly  unskilled  in  the  dependencies  and  punctilios 
of  the  duello  or  monomachia,  to  be  his  interlocutor  in  express- 
ing to  you  the  regret  with  which  he  calls  to  remembrance  cer- 
tain passages  of  our  symposion  last  night,  which  could  not  but 
be  highly  displeasing  to  you,  as  servmg  for  the  time  under 
this  present  existing  government.  He  craves  you,  sir,  to 
drown  in  oblivion  the  memory  of  such  solecisms  against  the 
laws  of  politeness,  as  being  what  his  better  reason  disavows, 
and  to  receive  the  hand  which  he  offers  you  in  amity ;  and  I 
must  needs  assure  you  that  nothing  less  than  a  sense  of  being 
dons  son  tort,  as  a  gallant  French  chevalier,  Mons.  Le  Bretail- 
leur,  once  said  to  me  on  such  an  occasion,  and  an  opinion  also 
of  your  peculiar  merit,  could  have  extorted  such  concessions ; 
for  he  and  all  his  family  are,  and  have  been,  time  out  of 
mind,  Ilavortia  pectora,  as  Buchanan  saith,  a  bold  and  war- 
like sept,  or  people." 

Edward  immediately,  and  with  natural  politeness,  accepted 
the  hand  which  Balmawhapple,  or  rather  the  Baron  in  his 
character  of  mediator,  extended  towards  him.  "  It  was  im- 
possible, "  he  said,  "  for  him  to  remember  what  a  gentleman 
expressed  his  wish  he  had  not  uttered;  and  he  willingly  im- 
puted what  had  passed  to  the  exuberant  festivity  of  the 
day." 

"  That  is  very  handsomely  said, "  answered  the  Baron ;  "  for 
undoubtedly,  if  a  man  be  ebrms,  or  intoxicated,  an  incident 
which  on  solemn  and  festive  occasions  may  and  will  take  place 
in  the  life  of  a  man  of  honour;  and  if  the  same  gentleman, 
being  fresh  and  sober,  recants  the  contumelies  which  he  hath 
spoken  in  his  liquor,  it  must  be  held  vinum  locutum  est ;  the 
words  cease  to  be  his  own.  Yet  would  I  not  iind  this  ex- 
culpation relevant  in  the  case  of  one  who  was  ehriosus,  or  an 
habitual  drunkard ;  because,  if  such  a  person  choose  to  pass 
the  greater  part  of  his  time  in  the  predicament  of  mtoxication, 
he  hath  no  title  to  be  exeemed  from  the  obligations  of  the 
code  of  politeness,  but  should  learn  to  deport  himself  peace- 
ably  and  courteously  when  under  influence   of  the   vinous 


WAVER  LEY.  109 

Btimulus.     And  now  let  us  proceed  to  breakfast,  and  think  no 
more  of  this  daft  business. " 

I  must  confess,  whatever  inference  may  be  drawn  from  the 
circumstance,  that  Edward,  after  so  satisfactory  au  explana- 
tion, did  much  greater  honour  to  the  delicacies  of  Miss  Brad- 
wardine's  breakfast-table  than  his  commencement  had  prom- 
ised. Balmawhapple,  on  the  contrary,  seemed  embarrassed 
and  dejected;  and  Waverley  now,  for  the  first  time,  observed 
that  his  arm  was  in  a  sling,  which  seemed  to  account  for  the 
awkward  and  embarrassed  manner  with  which  he  had  pre- 
sented his  hand.  To  a  question  fi-om  Miss  Bradwardine,  he 
muttered  in  answer  something  about  his  horse  having  fallen; 
and  seeming  dasirous  to  escape  botli  from  the  subject  and  the 
company,  he  arose  as  soon  as  breakfast  was  over,  made  his  bow 
to  the  party,  and,  declining  the  Baron's  invitation  to  tarry  till 
after  dinner,  mounted  his  horse  and  returned  to  his  own  home 

Waverley  now  announced  his  purpose  of  leaving  Tully- 
Veolan  early  enough  after  dinner  to  gain  tlie  stage  at  wliich 
he  meant  to  slee]);  but  the  unaffected  and  deep  mortification 
with  which  the  good-natured  and  affectionate  old  gentleman 
heard  the  ])roposal  quite  deprived  him  of  courage  to  persist  in 
it.  No  sooner  had  he  gained  Waverley's  consent  t«  lengthen 
his  visit  for  a  frw  days  than  he  laboured  to  rcmovo  the 
grounds  upon  which  ho  cx)iic('ivp.d  lie  h;i(l  meditated  a  more 
early  retreat.  "  I  would  not  have  you  opine,  Cai)tain  Waver- 
ley, that  I  am  by  pra(^tice  or  precept  an  advocate  of  ebriety, 
though  it  may  be  that,  in  c)iir  festivity  of  hist  night,  some  of 
our  friends,  if  nf»t  jx-rchaiuui  aliogether  rl>rii,  or  dninkpin, 
were,  to  say  the  lejist,  rhnoli,  by  which  thn  ancients  designed 
those  who  were  fuddled,  or,  fus  your  Knglish  vernacular  and 
metaphorical  phrase  goes,  half-snas-over.  Not  th.at  I  would 
BO  insinuate  respecting  you,  C'a]»tain  Waverley,  who,  like  a 
prudent  v'l'ith,  (lid  rather  abstain  from  ]K>t!ition;  nor  ran  it 
tje  truly  said  of  myself,  who,  having  {i.ssiHt«<id  at  the  tables  of 
many  great  generals  and  mare-ehals  at  their  solemn  carousals, 
have  the  art  to  carry  my  wine  discreetly,  and  did  not,  during 
the  whole  evening,  as  ye  must  have  doubtless  observed,  exceed 
the  bounds  of  a  modest  hilarity." 


110  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

There  was  no  refusing  assent  to  a  proposition  so  decidedly 
laid  down  by  him  who  luidoubtedly  was  the  best  judge ;  al- 
though, had  Edward  formed  his  opinion  from  his  own  recol- 
lections, he  would  have  pronounced  that  the  Baron  was  not 
only  ehriolus,  but  verging  to  become  ebrius  ;  or,  in  plain  Eng- 
lish, was  incomparably  the  most  drunk  of  the  party,  except 
perhaps  his  antagonist  the  Laird  of  Balmawhapple.  However, 
having  received  the  expected,  or  rather  the  required,  compli- 
ment on  his  sobriety,  the  Baron  proceeded:  "No,  sir,  though 
I  am  myself  of  a  strong  temperament,  I  abhor  ebriety,  and 
detest  those  who  swallow  wine  guloi  causa,  for  the  oblectation 
of  the  gullet ;  albeit  I  might  deprecate  the  law  of  Pittacus  of 
Mitylene,  who  punished  doubly  a  crime  committed  under  the 
influence  of  Liber  Pater ;  nor  would  I  utterly  accede  to  the 
objurgation  of  the  younger  Plinius,  in  the  fourteenth  book  of 
his  "Historia  Naturalis."  No,  sir,  I  distinguish,  I  discrimi- 
nate, and  approve  of  wine  so  far  only  as  it  maketh  glad  the 
face,  or,  in  the  language  of  Flaccus,  recepto  aviico." 

Thus  terminated  the  apology  which  the  Baron  of  Bradwar- 
dine  thought  it  necessary  to  make  for  the  superabundance  of 
his  hospitality ;  and  it  may  be  easily  believed  that  he  was 
neither  interrupted  by  dissent  nor  any  expression  of  incre- 
dulity. 

He  then  invited  his  guest  to  a  morning  ride,  and  ordered 
that  Davie  (iellatley  should  meet  them  at  the  dern  path  with 
Ban  and  Buscar.  "  For,  until  the  shooting  season  commence, 
I  would  willingly  show  you  some  sport,  and  we  may,  God 
willing,  meet  with  a  roe.  The  roe.  Captain  Waverley,  may 
be  hunted  at  all  times  alike ;  for  never  being  in  what  is  called 
pride  of  grease,  he  is  also  never  out  of  season,  though  it  be  a 
truth  that  his  venison  is  not  equal  to  that  of  either  the  red  or 
fallow  deer."  But  he  will  serve  to  show  how  my  dogs  run; 
and  therefore  they  shall  attend  us  with  David  Gellatley. " 

Waverley  expressed  his  surprise  that  his  friend  Davie  was 
capable  of  such  trust ;  but  the  Baron  gave  him  to  understand 

'  The  learned  in  cookery  dissent  from  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  and 
hold  the  roo  venison  dry  and  indifferent  food,  unless  when  dressed  in  soup 
and  Scotch  coUops. 


WAVERLEY.  Ill 

that  this  poor  simpleton  was  neither  fatuous,  nee  natiiraliter 
idioto,  as  is  expressed  in  the  brieves  of  furiosity,  but  simply 
a  crack-brained  knave,  who  could  execute  very  well  any  com- 
mission which  jumped  with  his  own  humour,  and  made  his 
folly  a  plea  for  avoiding  every  other.  "  He  has  made  an  inter- 
est with  us, "  continued  the  Baron,  "  by  saving  Rose  from  a 
great  danger  with  his  own  proper  peril;  and  the  roguish  loon 
must  therefore  eat  of  our  bread  and  drink  of  our  cu]),  and  do 
what  he  can,  or  what  he  will,  Avhicli,  if  the  suspicions  of 
Saunderson  and  the  Bailie  ai-e  well  founded,  may  perchance 
in  his  case  be  commensurate  terms. " 

Miss  Bradwardine  then  gave  "Waverley  to  understand  that 
this  poor  simpletr)n  was  dotingly  fond  of  music,  deeply  affected 
by  that  which  was  melancholy,  and  transported  into  extrava- 
gant gaiety  by  light  and  lively  airs.  He  had  in  this  respect 
a  prodigious  memory,  stored  with  miscellaneous  snatches  and 
fragments  of  all  tunes  and  songs,  which  he  sometimes  aj)plied, 
with  consideial)le  address,  as  the  vehicles  of  remonstrance, 
exjtlanation,  or  satire,  Davie  was  mucli  attached  to  the  lew 
■who  showed  liim  kindness;  and  both  aware  of  any  sliglit  or 
ill  usage  which  he  hapj)ened  to  receive,  and  sufficiently  apt, 
where  he  saw  oj)portunity,  to  revenge  it.  The  common  ])eople, 
who  often  judge  liardly  of  each  other  as  well  as  of  tJieir  bet- 
ters, altliough  they  had  expressed  great  compassion  for  the 
poor  innocent  wliilo  suttered  to  wander  in  rags  aJ>ont  the  vil- 
lage, no  sooner  beheld  him  decently  clothed,  ])rovided  for,  atid 
even  a  sort  of  favourite,  than  they  called  up  all  the  instances 
of  sharj)ness  ajid  ingi-nuity,  in  action  and  repaHce,  which  his 
annals  aifordcfl,  and  charitably  lK»ttonied  thereu|Min  a  hvpnth- 
esis  that  David  (Jellatley  waa  no  farther  f(»ol  than  was  neceH- 
Bary  to  avoid  hard  lalK)ur,  This  o{>inion  was  not  l»ett«ir 
fonnd<'d  than  that  of  the  T^egi-oes,  who,  from  the  aeute  and 
mischievous  ])ranks  of  the  nu)iikeyH,  sup|K)se  that  they  havo 
the  gift  of  speech,  anil  only  suppiess  their  jxiwers  of  elocution 
to  escape  l»eing  set  to  work.  Hut  tho  hy])othesi8  was  entirely 
imaginary;  David  Gellatley  was  in  good  earnest  the  half- 
crazed  simpleton  which  he  appeared,  and  was  incapable  of  any 
constant  and  steady  exertion.     Ho  had  just  so  much  solidity 


112  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

as  kept  on  the  windy  side  of  insanity,  so  much  wild  wit  as 
saved  him  from  the  imputation  of  idiocy,  some  dexterity  in 
field-sports  (in  which  we  have  known  as  great  fools  excel), 
great  kindness  and  humanity  in  the  treatment  of  animals  en- 
trusted to  him,  warm  affections,  a  prodigious  memory,  and  an 
ear  for  music. 

The  stamping  of  horses  was  now  heard  in  the  court,  and 
Davie's  voice  singing  to  the  two  large  deer  greyhounds: 

Hie  away,  hie  away, 

Over  bank  and  over  brae. 

Where  the  copsewood  is  the  greenest, 

Where  the  fountains  glisten  sheenest, 

Where  the  hidy-fern  grows  strongest, 

Where  the  morning  dew  lies  longest, 

Where  the  black-cock  sweetest  sips  it, 

Where  the  fairy  latest  trips  it. 

Hie  to  haunts  right  seldom  seen, 

Lovely,  lonesome,  cool,  and  green, 

Over  bank  and  over  brae,  i 

Hie  away,  hie  away. 

"  Do  the  verses  he  sings, "  asked  Waverley,  "  belong  to  old 
Scottish  poetry.  Miss  Bradwardine?" 

" I  believe  not, "  she  replied.  "This  poor  creature  had  a 
brother,  and  Heaven,  as  if  to  compensate  to  the  family  Davie's 
deficiencies,  had  given  him  what  the  hamlet  thought  uncom- 
mon talents.  An  uncle  contrived  to  educate  hiiu  for  the  Scot- 
tish kii-k,  but  he  could  not  get  preferment  because  he  came 
from  our  ground.  He  .  returned  from  college  hopeless  and 
broken-hearted,  and  fell  into  a  decline.  My  father  supported 
him  till  his  death,  which  happened  before  he  was  nineteen. 
He  played  beautifully  on  the  tiute,  and  was  supposed  to  have 
a  great  turn  for  poetry.  He  was  affectionate  and  compassion- 
ate to  his  brother,  who  followed  him  like  his  shadow,  and  we 
think  that  from  him  Davie  gathered  many  fragments  of  song 
and  music  unlike  those  of  this  country.  But  if  we  ask  him 
where  he  got  such  a  fragment  as  he  is  now  singing,  he  either 
answers  with  wild  and  long  fits  of  laughter,  or  else  breaks  into 
tears  of  lamentation ;  but  was  never  heard  to  give  any  explan- 
ation, or  to  mention  his  brother's  name  since  his  death." 


WAVERLEY.  113 

"■  Sui-ely,"  said  Edward,  who  was  readily  interested  by  a  tale 
bordering  on  the  romantic,  "  surely  more  might  be  learned  by 
more  particular  inquiry." 

"  Perhaps  so, "  answered  Rose ;  "  but  my  father  will  not  i)er- 
mit  any  one  to  practise  on  his  feelings  on  this  subject.'' 

By  this  time  the  Baron,  with  the  help  of  Mr.  Saundersoii, 
had  indued  a  pair  of  jack-boots  of  large  dimensions,  and  now 
invited  our  hero  to  follow  him  as  ho  stalked  clattering  down 
the  ample  staircase,  tapping  each  huge  balustrade  as  he 
passed  with  the  butt  of  his  massive  horse-whip,  and  lumiming, 
with  the  air  of  a  chasseur  of  Louis  Quatorze : 

Potir  la  chassc  ordonn^e  il  faut  pr<5parer  tout. 
Ho  la  ho  !    Vite  I  vite  debout ! 


CHAPTER    Xlir. 

A    MORE    nATIOXAl-     l».\\      IIIAV    THE    LAST. 

The  Baron  of  Bradwardiuc,  mounted  on  an  active  and  well- 
manag<'d  horse,  and  seated  om  a  deiui-pi(|ue  saddle,  with  deep 
housings  to  agree  with  his  livery,  w<is  no  bad  representative 
of  tli(^  old  school,  llis  light-coloured  embroidiMcd  coat,  and 
Bui)»'ibly  barred  waistcoat,  his  brigadier  wig,  surmounted  by  a 
small  gold-la/jed  cocked-hat,  completed  his  personal  costume; 
but  he  was  attended  by  two  well-mounted  servants  on  liorse- 
bax^k,  armed  with  liolstf'r-j)istols. 

In  this  guise  he  ajul)lc(l  lorth  over  hill  and  valley,  tin'  ad- 
miration of  every  farm-yard  whi<'h  they  passed  in  their  i)rog- 
ress,  till,  "low  down  in  a  grassy  vale," they  found  David  (iel- 
latlcy  leading  two  very  tall  deer  greyliounds,  and  ]»residing 
over  lialf-a-dozen  curs,  and  alx)ut  as  many  bare-legged  and 
bare-headed  Ix'ys,  wlio,  to  ])roeuro  the  chosen  (listinction  of 
attending  on  the  chase,  hatl  not  failed  to  tickle  his  ears  with 
the  dulcet  ap[K'llation  of  Maister  Gellotley,  though  ])n»bably 
all  and  each  liad  liooted  liini  on  former  occasions  in  the  char- 
acter of  daft  JJavie.     But  this  is  no  imcommon  strain  of  Hat- 


114  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

tery  to  persons  in  office,  nor  altogether  confined  to  the  bare- 
legged villagers  of  Tnlly-Veolan ;  it  was  in  fashion  Sixty 
Yeai's  since,  is  now,  and  will  be  six  hundred  years  hence,  if 
this  admirable  compound  of  folly  and  knayery,  called  the 
world,  shall  be  then  in  existence. 

These  rjlllic- wet- foots,  as  they  were  called,  were  destined  to 
beat  the  bushes,  which  they  performed  with  so  much  success, 
that,  after  haK  an  hour's  search,  a  roe  was  started,  coursed, 
and  killed ;  the  Baron  following  on  his  white  horse,  like  Earl 
Percy  of  yore,  and  magnanimously  flaying  and  embowelliBg 
the  slain  animal  (which,  he  observed,  was  called  by  the  French 
chasseurs,  faire  la  curee)  with  his  own.  baronial  couteau  de 
chasse.  After  this  ceremony,  he  conducted  his  guest  home- 
ward by  a  pleasant  and  circuitous  route,  commanding  an  ex- 
tensive prospect  of  different  villages  and  houses,  to  each  of 
which  Mr.  Bradwardine  attached  some  anecdote  of  history  of 
genealogy,  told  in  language  Avhimsical  from  prejudice  and  ped- 
antry, but  often  respectable  for  the  good  sense  and  honourable 
feelings  Avhich  his  narrative  displayed,  and  almost  always  cu- 
rious, if  not  valuable,  for  the  information  they  contained. 

The  truth  is,  the  ride  seemed  agreeable  to  both  gentlemen, 
because  they  found  amusement  in  each  other's  conversation, 
although  their  characters  and  habits  of  thinking  were  in  many 
respects  totally  opposite.  Edward,  we  have  informed  the 
reader,  was  warm  in  his  feelings,  \vild  and  romantic  in  his 
ideas  and  in  his  taste  of  reading,  with  a  strong  disposition 
towards  poetry.  Mr.  Bradwardine  was  the  reverse  of  all  this, 
and  piqued  himself  upon  stalking  through  life  with  the  same 
upright,  starched,  stoical  gravity  which  distinguished  his 
evening  promenade  upon  the  terrace  of  Tully-Veolan,  where 
for  hours  together — the  very  model  of  old  Hardyknute — 

Stately  stepp'd  he  cast  the  wa'. 
And  stately  stepp'd  he  west. 

As  for  literature,  he  read  the  classic  poets  to  be  sure,  and 
the  "  Epithalamium"  (;f  fJeorgius  Buchanan  and  Arthur  John- 
stone's Psalms  of  a  Sunday;  and  the  "Delicise  Poetarum 
Scotorum,"  and  Sir  David  Lindsay's  "  Works,"  and  Barbour's 


WAVERLEY.  115 

"Bruce,"  and  Blind  Harry's  "Wallace,"  and  "The  Gentle 
Shepherd,"  and  "  The  Cherry  and  the  Slae."  But  though  he 
thus  far  sacriticed  his  time  to  the  Muses,  he  would,  if  the 
truth  must  be  spoken,  have  been  much  better  pleased  had  the 
pious  or  sapient  apothegms,  as  well  as  the  historical  narra- 
tives, which  these  various  works  contained,  been  presented  to 
him  in  the  form  of  simple  prose.  And  he  sometimes  could  not 
refrain  from  expressing  contempt  of  the  *'  vain  and  unprofita- 
ble art  of  poem-making, "  in  which,  he  said,  "  the  only  one 
who  had  excelled  in  his  time  was  Allan  Ramsay,  the  periwig. 
makt'r."  ' 

But  although  Edward  and  he  differed  toto  crrlo,  as  the  I^aron 
would  have  said,  upon  tliis  suljject,  yet  they  met  upon  history 
as  on  a  neutral  ground,  in  which  each  claimed  an  interest. 
The  Baron,  indeed,  only  cumbered  his  memory  with  matters 
of  fact,  the  cold,  dry,  hard  outlines  which  history  delineates. 
Edward,  on  tlie  contrary,  loved  to  fill  up  and  roiuid  the  sketch 
with  the  colouring  of  a  warm  and  vivid  imagination,  Avhich 
gives  light  and  life  to  the  actors  and  speakers  in  the  driuna  of 
past  ages.  Yet  with  tastes  so  opposite,  they  contributed 
greatly  to  each  other's  amusement.  Mr.  Bratlwardine'a  mi- 
nute narratives  and  j)<)werful  memory  su])plied  to  Waverley 
fresli  subjects  of  the  kind  ujion  wliich  his  fancy  loved  to  la- 
boui-,  and  ojjened  to  him  a  new  mine  of  incident  and  of  char- 
acter. And  lie  re})aid  the  ])lefusure  thus  communicated  by  an 
earnest  attention,  valuabU)  to  all  story-tellers,  more  especially 
to  the  Baron,  who  felt  his  lial)its  C)f  self-respect  flattered  by 
it;  and  Honiirtiiiies  also  by  reci])ro<-al  conimunicatiiins,  which 
interested  Mr.  Biadwardine,  as  continuing  or  ilhistratiiig  his 
own  favourite  anecdotes.  Besides,  Mr.  Bradwardino  loved  to 
talk  of  the  scenes  of  his  youth,  which  had  been  spent  in  canijis 
and  foreign  lands,  and  liatl  many  interesting  particulars  to  tell 
of  the  generals  under  whom  he  liad  served  and  th<^  jwlions  lie 
had  witnessed. 

'  Tlif  Pwiriiii  Miitxlit  111  luivf  r'-riiciiil>cri'<i   tlint   tlic  j.iy.nm  Allan   iiliTiilly 
drew  his  blood  from  tJic  liouwj  of  tlic  not>lf  forl  wlioin  he  tonus: 

Dnlhousic  of  an  old  decent. 

My  stoup,  my  pride,  my  ornament. 


116  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Both  parties  returned  to  Tully-Veolau  in  great  good-humour 
with  each  other;  Waverley  desirous  of  studying  more  atten- 
tively what  he  considered  as  a  singular  and  interesting  charac- 
ter, gifted  with  a  memory  containing  a  curious  register  of  an- 
cient and  modeni  anecdotes;  and  Bradwardine  disposed  to 
regard  Edward  as  jiuer  (or  rather  juvenis)  bonce  spei  et  magnoB 
indolis,  a  youth  devoid  of  that  petulant  volatility  which  is 
impatient  of,  or  vilipends,  the  conversation  and  advice  of  his 
seniors,  from  which  he  predicted  great  things  of  his  future 
success  and  deportment  in  life.  There  was  no  other  guest 
except  Mr.  Kubrick,  whose  information  and  discourse,  as  a 
clergyman  and  a  scholar,  harmonised  very  well  with  that  of 
the  Baron  and  his  guest. 

Shortly  after  dinner,  the  Baron,  as  if  to  show  that  his  tem- 
perance was  not  entirely  theoretical,  proposed  a  visit  to  Rose's 
apartment,  or,  as  he  termed  it,  her  trolsihne  etage.  Waverley 
was  accordingly  conducted  through  one  or  two  of  those  long 
awkward  passages  with  which  ancient  architects  studied  to 
puzzle  the  inhabitants  of  the  houses  which  they  planned,  at 
the  end  of  which  Mr.  Bradwardine  began  to  ascend,  by  two 
steps  at  once,  a  very  steep,  narrow,  and  winding  stair,  lea^'ing 
Mr.  Kubrick  and  Waverley  to  follow  at  more  leisure,  while  he 
should  annovmce  their  approach  to  his  daughter. 

After  having  climbed  this  perpendicular  corkscrew  until 
their  brains  were  almost  giddy,  they  arrived  in  a  little  matted 
lobby,  which  served  as  an  anteroom  to  Rose's  sanctum  sancto- 
rum, and  through  which  they  entered  her  parlour.  It  was  a 
small,  but  pleasant  apartment,  opening  to  the  south,  and  hung 
with  tapestry ;  adorned  besides  with  two  pictures,  one  of  her 
mother  in  the  dress  of  a  shepherdess,  with  a  bell-hoop ;  the 
other  of  the  Baron,  in  his  tenth  year,  in  a  blue  coat,  embroid- 
ered waistcoat,  laced  hat,  and  bag-wig,  with  a  bow  in  his  hand. 
Edward  could  not  help  smiling  at  the  costume,  and  at  the  odd 
resemblance  between  the  round,  smooth,  red-cheeked,  staring 
visage  in  the  portrait,  and  the  gaunt,  bearded,  hollow-eyed, 
swarthy  features,  which  travelling,  fatigues  of  war,  and  ad- 
vanced age  had  bestowed  on  the  original.  The  Baron  joined 
in  the  laugh.     "  Truly, "  he  said,  "  that  picture  was  a  woman's 


AVAVERLEY.  117 

fantasy  of  vaj  good  mother's  (a  daughter  of  the  Laird  of  Tul- 
lielluiii,  Captain  Waverley ;  I  indicated  the  house  to  you  when 
we  were  on  the  tup  of  the  Shijun'heucli ;  it  was  burnt  by  the 
JJutch  auxiliaries  brought  in  by  the  Government  in  ITIT)) ;  I 
never  sate  for  my  pourtraicture  but  once  since  that  was  painted, 
and  it  was  at  the  special  and  reiterated  request  of  the  Mare- 
chal  Duke  of  Berwick." 

The  good  old  gentleman  did  not  mention  what  j\Ir.  Kubrick 
afterwards  told  Edward,  that  the  Duke  had  done  him  this 
honour  on  account  of  his  being  the  first  to  mount  the  breach 
of  a  fort  in  Savoy  during  the  memorable  campaign  of  1700, 
and  his  having  there  defended  liimself  with  Ins  half-pike  for 
nearly  ten  minutes  bef(ne  any  support  reached  him.  To  do 
the  Baron  justice,  although  sufficiently  prone  to  dwell  upon, 
and  even  to  exaggerate,  his  family  dignity  and  consequence, 
he  was  too  much  a  man  of  real  courage  ever  to  allude  to  such 
personal  arrts  of  mei'it  as  he  liad  himself  manifested. 

Miss  liose  now  appealed  from  tlie  interior  room  of  her  aj)iut- 
ment,  to  Avelcome  her  father  and  his  fiiends.  The  little  la- 
bours in  wliich  she  liad  been  employed  obviously  showt'd  a 
natural  taste,  wliich  required  only  cultivation.  Her  fatlier 
had  taught  her  Fn^ncli  and  Italian,  and  a  few  of  tlic  ordinary 
autliors  in  th(JSO  languages  ornamented  her  shelves.  He  luid 
endeavoured  also  to  bo  her  preceptor  in  music;  but  aa  he  be- 
gan with  the  more  abstruse  doctrines  of  the  science,  and  was 
not  jM'rhaps  master  of  them  himself,  she  bad  made  no  ]trnti- 
ciency  farther  than  to  l»o  able  to  ae('om])any  her  voice  with  the 
harpsichord;  Ijut  even  tliis  was  not  vtuy  common  in  Seothiiid 
at  tliat  period.  To  make  amends,  she  lunig  with  great  taste 
and  feeling,  and  with  a  respect  to  the  sense  of  what  she 
uttered  that  might  bo  proposed  in  exam])lo  to  ladies  of  much 
supeiior  musical  talent.  Her  natural  g(.M)d  sense  tanglit  lior 
that,  if,  as  wo  are  assured  by  high  authority,  music  bo  "mar- 
ried to  immortal  verse,"  tliey  are  very  often  divorced  by  tlie 
performer  in  a  most  shamefid  jnannei-.  It  was  perhajjs  owing 
to  this  sensibility  to  poetry,  and  power  of  combining  its  ex- 
pression with  those  of  tlie  muHical  notes,  that  lier  singing  gave 
more  pleasure  to  all  tlie  unlearned  in  music,  and  even  to  many 


118  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

of  the  learned,  than  could  have  been  communicated  by  a  much 
finer  voice  and  more  brilliant  execution  unguided  by  the  same 
delicacy  of  feeling. 

A  bartizan,  or  projecting  gallery,  before  the  windows  of  her 
parlour,  served  to  illustrate  another  of  Hose's  pursuits;  for  it 
was  crowded  with  flowers  of  different  kinds,  which  she  had 
taken  imder  her  special  protection.  A  projecting  turret  gave 
access  to  this  Gothic  balcony,  which  commanded  a  most  beau- 
tiful prospect.  The  formal  garden,  with  its  high  bounding 
walls,  lay  below,  contracted,  as  it  seemed,  to  a  mere  parterre; 
while  the  view  extended  beyond  them  down  a  wooded  glen, 
where  the  small  river  was  sometimes  visible,  sometimes  hidden 
in  copse.  The  eye  might  be  delayed  by  a  desire  to  rest  on 
the  rocks,  which  here  and  there  rose  from  the  dell  with  mas- 
sive or  spiry  fronts,  or  it  might  dwell  on  the  noble,  though 
ruined  tower,  which  was  here  beheld  in  all  its  dignity,  frown- 
ing from  a  promontory  over  the  river.  To  the  left  were  seen 
two  or  three  cottages,  a  part  of  the  A'^illage ;  the  brow  of  the 
hill  concealed  the  others.  The  glen,  or  dell,  was  terminated 
by  a  sheet  of  water,  called  Loch  Veolan,  into  which  the  brook 
discharged  itself,  and  which  now  glistened  in  the  western  sun. 
The  distant  country  seemed  open  and  varied  in  surface, 
though  not  wooded;  and  there  Avas  nothing  to  interrupt  the 
view  until  the  scene  was  bounded  by  a  ridge  of  distant  and 
blue  hills,  which  formed  the  southern  boimdary  of  the  strath 
or  valley.  To  this  pleasant  station  Miss  Bradwardine  had 
ordered  coffee. 

The  view  of  the  old  tower,  or  fortalice,  introduced  some 
family  anecdotes  and  tales  of  Scottish  chivalry,  which  the 
Bai-on  told  with  great  enthusiasm.  The  projecting  peak  of 
an  impending  ci-ag  which  rose  near  it  had  acquired  the  name 
of  St.  Swithin's  Chair.  It  was  the  scene  of  a  peculiar  super- 
stition, of  which  Mr.  Kubrick  mentioned  some  curious  partic- 
ulars, which  reminded  Waverley  of  a  rhyme  quoted  by  Edgar 
in  King  Lear;  and  Eose  was  called  upon  to  sing  a  little  le- 
gend, in  which  they  had  been  interwoven  by  some  village  poet^ 

"Who,  noteless  as  the  race  from  which  he  sprung, 
Saved  others'  names,  but  left  his  own  unsung. 


WAVERLEY.  119 

The  sweetness  of  her  voice,  and  the  simple  heanty  of  her 
music,  gave  <il  the  advantage  which  the  minstrel  could  have 
desii-ed,  and  which  his  poetry  so  much  wanted.  I  almost 
doubt  if  it  can  be  read  with  patience,  destitute  of  these  ad- 
vantages ;  although  I  conjecture  the  following  copy  to  have 
been  somewhat  corrected  l)y  Waverley,  to  suit  the  taste  of 
those  who  might  not  relish  pure  antiquity. 

On  Hallow-Mass  Eve,  ere  ye  bonne  ye  to  rest. 
Ever  beware  that  your  couch  be  bless'd  ; 
Sign  it  with  cross,  and  sain  it  with  bead, 
Sing  the  Ave,  and  say  the  Creed. 

For  on  Hallow-Mass  Eve  the  Night-Hag  will  ride, 
And  all  lier  nine-1'uld  sweeping  on  by  her  side, 
Wliether  the  wind  sing  lowly  or  loud, 
Sailing  through  moonshine  or  swath'd  in  the  cloud 

The  lady  she  sat  in  St.  Swithin's  Chair, 
The  dew  of  the  night  has  damp'd  her  hair : 
Her  cheek  was  pale;  i)ut  resolveil  and  high 
Was  the  word  of  her  lij)  aii<l  the  Kbuu:e  of  her  eye. 

She  inuttcr'd  the  spell  ofRwithin  bold, 
Wiien  his  naked  foot  tract-d  the  niiil night  wold, 
Whi-n  he  stujjp'd  (he  Hag  as  she  rode  the  night, 
And  bade  her  descend,  and  her  promise  plight. 

He  that  dare  sit  on  St.  Swithin's  ('hair. 
When  the  Night-Hng  wings  the  troubled  air, 
(Questions  liirw,  when  he  .speaks  the  spell, 
He  Diay  ask,  and  she  must  tell. 

The  iSaroM  has  been  wilii  King  Uol>ert  hlHlicKO, 
These  thn'e  Iniig  yars  in  i)aliit'  and  siege; 
News  are  thorn  unno  of  his  weal  or  his  wo(>, 
And  frtin  th«  Lady  of  his  fut^-  woidd  know. 

She  shudders  and  stops  as  tln'  charm  she  speaks;— 
In  it  the  m<K)dy  owl  lliat  shrii'ks? 
Or  is  it  that  sound,  betwixt  laui^btcr  and  serejim. 
The  voice  of  the  I)enion  who  haunts  t.he  stream  ? 

The  moan  of  the  wind  sunk  silent  and  low. 
And  the  roaring  torrent  has  ceaMHl  to  flow  ; 
The  calm  was  mon'  dreadful  than  niginir  storm, 
When  the  cold  grey  mist  brou^dit  the  ghastly  Form  I 

6  Vol.  1 


120  WAVEKLEY   NOVELS. 

'•  I  am  sorry  to  disappoint  the  coxnpauy,  especially  Captain 
Waverley,  who  listens  with  such  laudable  gravity;  it  is  but 
a  fragment,  although  1  think  there  are  other  verses,  describing 
the  return  of  the  Baron  from  the  wars,  and  how  the  lady  was 
found  'clay-cold  upon  the  grounsill  ledge.'  " 

'•  It  is  one  of  those  figments,"  observed  Mr.  Bradwardine, 
"  with  which  the  early  history  of  distinguished  families  was 
deformed  in  the  times  of  superstition ;  as  that  of  Rome,  and 
other  ancient  nations,  had  their  prodigies,  sir,  the  which  you 
may  read  in  ancient  histories,  or  in  the  little  work  compiled 
by  Julius  Obsequens,  and  inscribed  by  the  learned  Scheffer, 
the  editor,  to  his  patron,  Benedictus  Skytte,  Baron  of  Duder- 
shofP." 

'•  ;My  father  has  a  strange  defiance  of  the  marvellous,  Cap- 
tain AVaverley,"  observed  Rose,  "and  once  stood  firm  when  a 
whole  synod  of  Presbyterian  divines  were  put  to  the  rout  by 
a  sudden  apparition  of  the  foul  fiend." 

"Waverley  looked  as  if  desirous  to  hear  more. 

"Must  I  tell  my  story  as  well  as  sing  my  song?  Well — 
Once  upon  a  time  there  lived  an  old  woman,  called  Janet  Gel- 
latley,  who  was  suspected  to  l)e  a  witch,  on  the  infallible 
grounds  that  she  was  very  old,  vevy  ugly,  very  poor,  and  had 
two  sons,  one  of  whom  was  a  poet  and  the  other  a  fool,  which 
visitation,  all  the  neighbourhood  agreed,  had  come  upon  her 
for  the  sin  of  witchcraft.  And  she  was  imprisoned  for  a  week 
in  the  steeple  of  the  parish  church,  and  sparely  supplied  with 
food,  and  not  permitted  to  sleep  until  she  herself  became  as 
much  persuaded  of  her  being  a  witch  as  her  accusers ;  and  in 
this  lucid  and  happy  state  of  mind  was  brought  forth  to  make 
a  clean  breast,  that  is,  to  make  open  confer.sion  of  her  sorce- 
ries, before  all  the  Whig  gentry  and  ministers  in  the  vicinity, 
who  were  no  conjurers  themselves.  My  father  went  to  see 
fair  play  between  the  witch  and  the  clergy;  for  the  witch  had 
been  Ixjrn  on  his  estate.  And  while  the  Avitch  was  confessing 
that  the  Enemy  ajjpeared,  and  made  his  addresses  to  her  as  a 
handsome  black  man,  — which,  if  you  could  have  seen  poor  old 
blear-eyed  Janet,  reflected  little  honour  on  Apollyon's  taste, 
— and  while  the  auditors  listened  with  astonished  ears,  and 


WAVERLEY.  121 

the  clerk  recorded  vnth.  a  trembling  hand,  she,  all  of  a  sudden, 
changed  the  low  mumbling  tone  with  which  she  spoke  into  a 
shrill  yell,  and  exclaimed,  '  Look  to  yourselves !  look  to  your- 
selves !  I  see  the  Evil  One  sitting  in  the  midst  of  ye. '  The 
surprise  was  general,  and  terror  and  flight  its  immediate  con- 
sequences. Happy  were  those  who  were  next  the  door;  and 
many  were  the  disasters  that  befell  hats,  bands,  cuffs,  and 
wigs,  before  they  could  get  out  of  the  church,  Avhere  they  left 
the  obstinate  prelatist  to  settle  matters  with  the  witch  and  her 
admirer  at  his  own  peril  or  pleasure." 

^' Hisu  solvuntur  tabulce,"  sa,\d  the  Baron;  "when  they  re- 
covered their  panic  trepidation  they  were  too  much  ashamed 
to  bring  any  wakening  of  the  process  against  Janet  GeUat- 
ley.'" 

This  anecdote  l(3d  into  a  long  discussion  of 

All  those  idle  thoughts  and  fantasies, 
Devices,  dreams,  opinions  unsound, 
Shows,  visions,  soothsays,  and  prophecies, 

And  all  that  feigned  is,  as  leasings,  tales,  and  lies. 

With  such  conversation,  and  the  romantic;  legends  which  it 
introduc(ul,  closed  our  hero's  second  ev^ening  in  tlie  house  of 
Tully-Veolan. 


CHAPTER   XIV. 

A  rUSCOVKRV WAVERLKV    IMCCOMKM    DOMESTH'A  Tr.l>    AT    ri:|,I,Y- 

VKOLAN. 

Tin;  iifxt  day  Edwiird  aroso  l)etimos,  and  in  n  innrning  w;dk 
aroiujd  tlio  hou.so  and  its  vicinity  cunio  .suddenly  u]k)u  a  siuiill 
court  in  front  of  the  dog-kennel,  where  liis  friend  Davie  was 
era])loyed  about  his  four-footed  charge.  One  quick  glance  of 
his  eye  reoognised  Wavorley,  when,  instantly  turning  his  l)ack, 
as  if  he  liad  not  observed  him,  he  began  to  sing  part  of  an  old 
ballad^ 

«  Witches.    Note  11. 


122  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Young  men  will  love  thee  more  fair  and  more  fast ; 

Jlfunl  ye  w  merry  the  little  bird  siiigf 
01(1  men's  love  the  longest  will  last, 

And  the  throstle-cock's  head  is  under  his  wing. 

Tlu-  young  man's  wrath  is  like  light  straw  on  fire; 

Jleiird  ye  so  merry  the  little  bird  sing  l 
But  like  red-hot  steel  is  tiie  old  man's  ire, 

And  the  throstle-cock's  head  is  under  his  wing. 

The  young  man  will  brawl  at  the  evening  board  ; 

Heard  ye  so  merry  the  little  bird,  sing '/ 
But  (lie  old  man  will  draw  at  the  dawning  the  sword, 

And  the  throstle-cock's  liead  is  under  his  wing. 

"Waverley  could  not  avoid  observing  that  Davie  laid  some- 
thing like  a  satirical  emphasis  ou  these  lines.  He  therefore 
approached,  and  endeavoured,  by  sundry  queries,  to  elicit 
from  him  what  the  innueudo  might  meau ;  but  Davie  had  no 
mind  to  explain,  and  had  wit  enough  to  make  his  folly  cloak 
his  knavery.  Edward  could  collect  nothing  from  him,  except- 
ing tliat  the  Laird  of  Balmawhapple  had  gone  hufne  yesterday 
morning  "wi'  his  boots  fu'  o'  bluid."  In  the  garden,  how- 
ever, he  met  the  old  butler,  who  no  longer  attempted  to  con- 
ceal that,  having  been  bred  in  the  nursery  line  with  Sumack 
and  Co.  of  Newcastle,  he  sometimes  wrought  a  turn  in  the 
flower-lx)rders  to  oblige  the  Laird  and  Miss  Eose.  By  a  series 
of  queries,  Edward  at  length  discovered,  with  a  painful  feeling 
of  surprise  and  shame,  that  Balmawhapple 's  submission  and 
apology  had  been  the  consequence  of  a  rencontre,  with  tlie 
Barou  l>efore  his  guest  had  quitted  his  pillow,  in  which  the 
younger  comljatant  had  been  disarmed  and  wounded  in  the 
sword  arm. 

Greatly  mortified  at  this  information,  Edward  sought  out 
his  friendly  host,  and  anxiously  expostulated  with  him  upon 
the  injustice  he  had  done  him  in  anticipating  his  meeting  with 
Mr.  Falconer,  a  circumstance  which,  considering  his  youth 
and  the  profession  of  arms  which  he  had  just  adopted,  was 
capable  of  being  represented  much  to  his  prejudice.  The 
Baron  justified  himself  at  greater  length  than  I  choose  to  re- 
peat. He  urged  that  tlie  quarrel  was  common  to  them,  and 
that  Balmawhapple  could  not,    by  the  code  of  honour,  evite 


WAVERLET.  123 

giving  satisfaction  to  both,  which  he  had  done  in  his  case  by 
an  honourable  meeting,  and  in  that  of  Edward  by  such  a  pali- 
node as  rendered  the  use  of  the  sword  unnecessary,  and  which, 
being  made  and  accepted,  must  necessarily  sopite  the  whole 
affair. 

With  this  excuse,  or  explanation,  Waverley  was  silenced, 
if  not  satisfied;  but  he  could  not  help  testifying  some  dis- 
pleasure against  the  Blessed  Bear,  which  had  given  rise  to  the 
quarrel,  nor  refrain  from  hinting  that  the  sanctified  epithet 
was  hardly  appropriate.  The  Baron  observed,  he  could  not 
deny  that  "  the  Bear,  though  allowed  by  heralds  as  a  most 
honourable  ordinary,  had,  nevertheless,  somewhat  fierce, 
churlish,  and  morose  in  his  disposition  (as  might  be  read  in 
Archibald  Simson,  pastor  of  Dalkeith's  '  Hieroglyphica  Ani- 
malium'),  and  had  thus  been  the  type  of  many  quarrels  and 
dissensions  which  had  occurred  in  the  house  of  Bradwardine; 
of  which,"  he  continued,  "I  might  commemorate  mine  own 
unfortunate  dissension  with  my  third  cousin  by  the  mother's 
side,  Sir  HewHalbert,  who  was  so  unthinking  a«  to  deride  my 
family  name,  as  if  it  had  heen  quasi  Jiear- U'anlim ;  a  most 
uncivil  jest,  since  it  not  only  insinuated  th;it  tlio  founder  of 
our  house  occupied  such  a  mean  situation  as  to  be  a  custodier 
of  wild  beasts,  ^charge  which,  ye  must  have  observed,  is  only 
entriist(!d  to  the  very  basest  pl(*l)eians;  l)ut,  moreover,  seemed 
to  infer  tliat  our  coat-armour  had  not  been  achieved  by  lion- 
ouralile  jifrtions  in  war,  Ijut  bestowed  by  way  of  iinrannviasia, 
or  pun,  upon  our  family  appellation, — a  sort  of  bearing  wliich 
the  French  call  armoirrs  parlantes,  the  Latins  arma  cantantiaf 
and  your  English  authoi-iticiS  canting  heraldry; '  being  indeed 
a  species  of  emblazoning  more  bcHtting  canters,  gaberlnnzies, 
and  such  liktj  mendic.unts,  wh(iso  gibberish  is  formed  u])on 
playing  upon  the  word,  than  the  noble,  honourable,  and  useful 
science  of  heraldry,  which  asaigiiR  armorial  bearings  as  the 
reward  of  noble  and  generous  actions,  and  not  to  tickle  the  ear 
with  vain  quodlilu^ts.  snch  as  are  found  in  jest-books."  Of 
his  quarrel  with  Sir  Ifew  he  said  nothing  more  than  that  it 
was  settled  in  a  fitting  )nanner. 

•  See  Canting  Heraldry.    Note  12. 


124  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Having  been  so  minute  with  respect  to  the  diversions  of 
Tally- Veohiu  on  the  first  days  of  Edward's  arrival,  for  the 
purpose  of  introducing  its  inmates  to  the  reader's  acquain- 
tance, it  becomes  less  necessary  to  trace  the  progress  of  his 
intercourse  with  the  same  accuracy.  It  is  probable  that  a 
yoiuig  man,  accustomed  to  more  cheerful  society,  woidd  have 
tiredof  the  conversation  of  so  violent  an  assertor  of  the  " boast 
of  heraldry"  as  the  Barcni ;  but  Edward  found  an  agreeable 
variety  in  that  of  ]\Iiss  Bradwardine,  who  listened  with  eager- 
ness to  his  remarks  upon  literature,  and  showed  great  justness 
of  taste  in  her  answers.  The  sweetness  of  her  disposition  had 
made  her  submit  with  complacency,  and  even  pleasure,  to  the 
course  of  reading  prescribed  by  her  father,  although  it  not 
only  e«nnprehended  several  heavy  folios  of  history,  but  certain 
gigantic  tomes  in  high-church  polemics.  In  heraldry  he  was 
fortunately  contented  to  give  her  only  such  a  slight  tincture  as 
miglit  be  acquired  by  pei-usal  of  the  two  folio  volumes  of  Nis- 
bet.  Rose  was  indeed  the  very  apple  of  her  father's  eye. 
Her  constant  liveliness,  her  attention  to  all  those  little  obser- 
vances most  gratifying  to  those  who  would  never  think  of  ex- 
acting them,  her  beauty,  in  which  he  recalled  the  features  of 
his  beloved  wife,  her  unfeigned  piety,  and  the  noble  generos- 
ity of  her  disposition,  would  have  justitied  the  affection  of  the 
most  dfjting  father. 

His  anxiety  on  her  behalf  did  not,  however,  seem  to  extend 
itself  in  that  quarter  where,  according  to  the  general  opinion, 
it  is  most  efficiently  disi)layed,  in  labouring,  namely,  to  estab- 
lish lier  in  life,  either  ])y  a  large  dowry  or  a  wealthy  marriage. 
By  an  old  settlement,  almost  all  the  landed  estates  of  the 
Baron  went,  after  his  death,  to  a  distant  relation ;  and  it  was 
sujjposed  that  Miss  Bradwardine  would  remain  but  slenderly 
provided  for,  as  the  good  gentleman's  cash  matters  had  been 
too  long  under  the  exclusive  charge  of  Bailie  Macwheeble  to 
admit  of  any  great  expectations  from  his  personal  succession. 
It  is  true,  the  said  BaUie  loved  his  patron  and  his  patron's 
daughter  next  (though  at  an  incomparable  distance)  to  himself. 
He  thought  it  Avas  possible  to  set  aside  the  settlement  on  the 
male  line,  and  had  actually  procured  an  opinion  to  that  effect 


WAVERLEY.  125 

(and,  as  he  boasted,  without  a  fee)  from  an  eminent  Scottish 
counsel,  under  whose  notice  he  contrived  to  bring  the  point 
while  consulting  him  regularly  on  some  other  business.  But 
the  Baron  would  not  listen  to  such  a  proposal  for  an  instant. 
On  the  contrary,  he  used  to  have  a  perverse  jjleasure  in  boasting 
that  the  barony  of  Bradwardine  was  a  male  fief,  the  first  char- 
ter having  been  given  at  that  early  period  when  women  were 
not  deemed  capable  to  hold  a  feudal  grant ;  because,  according 
to  Lcs  coustusiaes  de  Xovniundie,  c^ est  Vliomme  k'l  se  hast  et  ki 
conse'tlle ;  or,  as  is  yet  more  ungallantly  expressed  by  other 
authorities,  all  of  whose  barbarous  names  he  delighted  to 
quote  at  full  length,  because  a  woman  could  not  serve  the  su- 
perior, or  feudal  lord,  in  war,  on  account  of  the  decorum  of 
her  sex,  nor  assist  him  with  advice,  because  of  her  limited 
intellect,  nor  keep  his  counsel,  owing  to  the  infirmity  of  her 
disposition.  lie  would  triumphantly  ask,  how  it  would  be- 
come a  female,  and  that  female  a  Bradwardine,  to  be  seen  em- 
ployed in  scrcitlo  exuendi,  sen  detrahcnd'i,  caligas  rcti'is  post 
battullavi?  that  is,  in  jjulliug  off  the  king's  boots  after  an 
engagement,  which  was  the  feudal  service  by  which  ho  held 
the  barony  of  Bradwardine.  "No,"  he  said,  "  beyond  hesita- 
tion, procul  diili'w,  many  females,  a.s  worthy  as  Kose,  had  been 
excluded,  in  oider  to  make  way  for  my  own  succession,  and 
Heaven  forbid  that  L  sIkkiIcI  do  aught  tliat  might  contravene 
the  destination  oi  my  forefathers,  or  impinge  upon  tlie  right 
of  my  kinsman,  Malcolm  Bradwardine  of  Inchgral)bit,  an  hon- 
ourahh!,  though  decayed  branch  of  my  own  family." 

Tlio  Ikiilie,  an  ])rinie  minister,  having  received  tliis  decisive 
communication  fi<un  liis  sovereign,  durst  not  press  his  own 
opinion  any  farther,  but  contentt^d  liimscdf  witli  deploring,  on 
all  suitable  occlusions,  U)  Saunderson,  the  minister  of  the  inte- 
rior, tlie  laird's  self-willedness,  and  with  laying  jjlans  for 
uniting  Itf)se  with  the  young  Laiidof  l'aln)awha])i)le,  wlio  had 
a  fine  estate,  only  nutderately  burdened,  and  was  a  faultless 
young  gentleman,  being  as  hoIxu-  as  a  saint — if  you  keep  biandy 
from  liim  and  him  from  brandy — and  who,  in  brief,  had  no 
imperfection  but  that  of  keeping  light  company  at  a  time; 
sucli  as  Jinker,  the  horse-couper,  and  Gibby  Gaethroughwi't, 


126  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

the  piper  o'  Cupar ;  "  o'  whilk  follies,  Mr.  Saimderson,  he'll 
mend,  he'll  mend, "  pronounced  the  Bailie. 

"  Like  sour  ale  in  simmer, "  added  Davie  Gellatley,  who 
happened  to  be  nearer  the  conclave  than  they  were  aware  of. 

Miss  Bradwarduie,  such  as  we  have  described  her,  with  all 
the  simplicity  and  curiosity  of  a  recluse,  attached  herself  to 
the  opportimities  of  increasmg  her  store  of  literature  which 
Edward's  visit  afforded  her.     He  sent  for  some  of  his  books 
from  his  quarters,  and  they  opened  to  her  sources  of  delight  of 
which  she  had  hitherto  had  no  idea.     The  best  English  poets, 
of  every  description,  and  other  works  on  belles  lettres,  made  a 
part   of  this  precious  cargo.     Her  music,   even  her  flowers, 
were  neglected,  and  Saunders  not  only  mourned  over,  but  be- 
gan to  mutiny  against,  the  labour  for  which  he  now  scarce  re- 
ceived thanks.     These  new  pleasures  became  gradually  en- 
hanced by  sharing  them  with  one  of  a  kindred  taste.     Edward's 
readiness  to  comment,  to  recite,  to  explain  difficult  passages, 
rendered  his  assistance  invaluable ;  and  the  wild  romance  of 
his  spirit  delighted  a  character  too  young  and  inexperienced 
to  observe  its  deficiencies.     Upon  subjects  which  interested 
him,  and  when  quite  at  ease,  he  possessed  that  flow  of  natural, 
and  somewhat  florid  eloquence,  which  has  been  supposed  as 
jxjwerful  even  as  figure,  fashion,  fame,  or  fortune,  in  winning 
the  female  heart.     There  was,  therefore,  an  increasing  danger 
in  this  constant  intercourse  to  poor  Kose's  peace  of  mind,  which 
was  the  more  imminent  as  her  father  was  greatly  too  much 
abstracted  in  his  studies,  and  wrapped  up  in  his  own  dignity, 
to  dream  of  his  daughter's  incurring  it.      The  daughters  of  the 
house  of  liradwardine  were,  in  his  opinion,  like  those  of  the 
house  of  Bourbon  or  Austria,  placed  high  above  the  clouds  of 
pa.ssion  which  might  obfuscate  the  intellects  of  meaner  females; 
they  moved  in  another  sphere,  were  governed  by  other  feelings, 
and  amenable  to  other  rules  than  those  of  idle  and  fantastic 
affection.     In  short,  he  shut  his  eyes  so  resolutely  to  the  nat- 
ural consequences  of  Edward's  intimacy  with  Miss  Bradwar- 
dine,  that  the  whole  neighbourhood  concluded  that  he  had 
opened  them  to  the  advantages  of  a  match  between  his  daugh- 
ter and  the  wealthy  young  Englishman,  and  pronounced  him 


WAVERLEY.  127 

much  less  a  fool  than  he  had  generally  shown  himself  in  cases 
where  his  own  interest  was  concerned. 

If  the  Baron,  however,  had  really  meditated  such  an  alliance, 
the  indifference  of  Waverley  would  have  been  an  insuperable 
bar  to  his  project.  Our  hero,  since  mixing  more  freely  with 
the  world,  had  learned  to  think  with  great  shame  and  confusion 
upon  his  mental  legend  of  Saint  Cecilia,  and  the  vexation  of 
these  reflections  was  likely,  for  some  time  at  least,  to  counter- 
balance the  natural  susceptibility  of  his  disposition.  Besides, 
Rose  Bradwardine,  beautiful  and  amiable  as  we  have  de- 
scribed her,  had  not  precisely  the  sort  of  beauty  or  merit 
which  captivates  a  romantic  imagination  in  early  youth.  She 
was  too  frank,  too  confiding,  too  kind;  amiable  qualities,  un- 
doubtedly, but  destructive  of  the  marvellous,  with  whicli  a 
youth  of  imagination  delights  to  dress  the  empress  of  his  affec- 
tions. Was  it  possible  to  bow,  to  tremble,  and  to  adore,  be- 
fore the  timid,  yet  playful  little  girl,  who  now  asked  Edward 
to  mend  her  pen,  now  to  construe  a  stanza  in  Tasso,  and  now 
how  to  sj)ell  a  very — very  long  word  in  her  version  of  it?  All 
these  incidents  liave  their  fascination  on  the  mind  at  a  certain 
period  of  life,  but  not  when  a  youth  is  entering  it,  and  rather 
looking  out  for  some  object  whose  affection  may  dignify  him 
in  liis  own  eyes  than  stooping  to  one  Avho  looks  up  to  him  for 
siifh  distinction.  Hence,  though  there  can  be  no  rule  in  so 
caiuicious  a  ])assion,  early  love  is  frequently  ambitious  in 
choosing  its  ol)ject;  or,  which  comes  to  the  same,  selects  her 
(as  in  the  case  of  Saint  Cecilia  aforesaid)  from  a  situation  that 
gives  fair  8coj)0  for  le  beau  ideal,  wliich  the  reality  of  intimate 
and  familiar  life  rather  tends  to  limit  and  inijiair.  1  know  a 
veiy  a<'.(:oinplisluMl  and  sensiljle  y(tung  man  cured  of  a  violrnt 
passion  for  a  jjretty  woiruin,  whose  talents  were  not  e(iual  to 
her  face  and  figure,  by  being  permitted  U)  liear  h<r  conijiany 
for  a  wliole  afternoon.  Thus,  it  is  certain,  that  iiad  I^^dward 
enjoyed  HUf'h  an  opportunity  of  conversing  witli  Miss  Stul)bs, 
Aunt  l{,;u;licl's  precaution  would  have  bcscn  mnicccssary,  for  lie 
wo\dd  as  soon  luive  fallen  in  love  with  the  dairy-maid.  And 
although  Miss  Bradwardine  was  a  very  different  character,  it 
seems  probable  that  the  very  intimacy  of  their  intercourse  pre- 


128  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

vented  his  feeling  for  lier  other  sentiments  than  those  of  a 
brother  for  an  iuuiable  and  accomplished  sister;  while  the  sen- 
timents of  poor  Ivose  were  gradually,  and  without  her  being 
conscious,  assuming  a  shade  of  warmer  aft'ection. 

i  ought  to  have  said  that  Edward,  when  he  sent  to  Dundee 
for  the  books  before  mentioned,  had  applied  for,  and  received 
permission,  extending  his  leave  of  absence.  But  the  letter  of 
his  commanding  oflicer  contained  a  friendly  recommendation 
to  him  not  to  spend  his  time  exclusively  with  persons  who, 
estimable  as  they  might  be  in  a  general  sense,  could  not  be 
supposed  well  alfected  to  a  government  which  they  declined 
to  acknowledge  by  taking  the  oath  of  allegiance.  The  letter 
further  insinuated,  though  with  great  delicacy,  that  although 
some  family  connexions  might  be  supposed  to  render  it  neces- 
sary for  Captain  Waverley  to  communicate  with  gentlemen  who 
were  in  this  unpleasant  state  of  suspicion,  yet  his  father's  situ- 
ation and  wishes  ought  to  prevent  his  prolonging  those  atten- 
tions into  exclusive  intimacy.  And  it  was  intimated,  that,  while 
his  political  principles  were  endangered  by  communicating  with 
laymen  of  this  description,  he  might  also  receive  erroneous  im- 
pressions in  religion  from  the  prelatic  clergy,  who  so  perverse- 
ly laboured  to  set  up  the  royal  prerogative  in  things  sacred. 

This  last  insinuation  ])robably  induced  "Waverley  to  set  both 
down  to  tlie  prejudices  of  his  commanding  officer.  He  was 
sensible  that  Mr.  Bradwardine  had  acted  with  the  most  scru- 
pidous  delicacy,  in  never  entering  upon  any  discussion  that 
had  the  most  remote  tendency  to  bias  his  mind  in  political 
ojtinions,  although  he  was  himself  not  only  a  decided  jmrtisan 
of  tlie  exiled  family,  but  had  been  trusted  at  different  times 
with  important  commissions  for  their  sei-vice.  Sensible,  there- 
fore, that  there  w^is  no  risk  of  his  being  perverted  from  his 
allegiance,  Edward  felt  as  if  he  should  do  his  uncle's  old  friend 
injustice  in  removing  from  a  house  where  he  gave  and  received 
pleasure  and  amusement,  merely  to  gratify  a  prejudiced  and 
ill-judged  suspicion.  He  therefore  wrote  a  very  general  an- 
swer, assuring  his  commanding  officer  that  his  loyalty  was  not 
in  the  most  distant  danger  of  contamination,  and  continued  an 
honoured  guest  and  inmate  of  the  house  of  Tully-Veolan. 


WAVERLEY.  129 

CHAPTER   XY. 

A    CREAOH,    AND    ITS    CONSEQUENCES. 

When  Edward  had  been  a  guest  at  Tully-Veolan  nearly  six 
weeks,  he  descried,  one  morning,  as  he  took  his  usual  walk 
before  the  breakfast-hour,  signs  of  uncommon  perturbation  in 
the  family.  Four  bare-legged  dairy-maids,  with  each  an 
empty  milk-pail  in  her  hand,  ran  about  with  frantic  gestures, 
and  uttering  loud  exclamations  of  surprise,  grief,  and  resent- 
ment. From  their  appearance,  a  pagan  might  have  conceived 
them  a  detachment  of  the  celebrated  Belides,  just  come  from 
their  baling  penance.  As  nothing  Avas  to  be  got  from  this  dis- 
tratited  chorus,  excepting  "Lord  guide  us!"  and  "Eh,  sirs!" 
ejaculations  which  threw  no  light  upon  the  cause  of  their  dis- 
may, Waverley  repaired  to  the  fore-court,  as  it  was  called, 
whore  he  beheld  Bailie  Maowheelile  cantering  his  white  i)ony 
down  tlie  avenue  with  all  tlie  speed  it  could  muster.  He  had 
arrived,  it  would  seem,  upon  a  hasty  summons,  and  was  fol- 
lowed })y  half  a  score  of  peasants  from  the  village,  who  had 
no  gr»'at  difficulty  in  keeping  pace  witli  him. 

Tlio  Hailie,  greatly  too  l)usy  and  too  important  to  enter  into 
exjil.'uiations  Avith  Edward,  suinmf)!ied  forth  Mr.  Saiuidorson, 
who  iijjjteared  with  a  countenance  in  whicli  dismay  was  mingled 
witli  solemnity,  and  they  immediately  entered  into  close  con- 
ference. Davie  Gellatley  was  also  seen  in  tlic  gioup,  idle  as 
Diogenes  at  Sinope  wliile  his  countrymen  weni  ])reparing  for  a 
sicg*'.  His  S])irit3  always  rose  witli  anytliing,  good  or  bad, 
wliich  occrasioiHid  tumult,  and  lie,  continued  frisking,  hopping, 
dancing,  and  singing  the  burden  of  an  old  ballad — 

'  Our  (gear's  n'  },'aiiu,' 

nntil,  happening  to  j)aHS  too  near  the  Bailie,  ho  received  uu 
a<linonitory  hint  from  his  horsewhip,  which  converted  his 
songs  into  lamentation. 

Passing  from  thence  towards  the  garden,  Waverley  beheld 


130  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

the  Baron  in  person,  measuring  and  remeasuring,  with  swift 
and  tremendous  strides,  the  length  of  the  terrace;  his  counte- 
nance clouded  ^vith  offended  pride  and  indignation,  and  the 
whole  of  his  demeanour  such  as  seemed  to  indicate,  that  any 
inquiry  concerning  the  cause  of  his  discomposiue  would  give 
pain  at  least,  if  not  offence.  Waverley  therefore  glided  into 
the  house,  without  addressing  him,  and  took  his  way  to  the 
breakfast-parlour,  where  he  found  his  young  friend  Rose,  who, 
though  she  neither  exhibited  the  resentment  of  her  father,  the 
turbid  importance  of  Bailie  Macwlieeble,  nor  the  despair  of 
the  handmaidens,  seemed  vexed  and  thoughtful.  A  single 
word  explained  the  mystery.  "  Your  brealcfast  will  be  a  dis- 
turbed one.  Captain  Waverley.  A  party  of  Caterans  have 
come  down  upon  us  last  night,  and  have  driven  of£  all  our 
milch-cows." 

•'A  party  of  Caterans?" 

"  Yes ;  roljbers  from  the  neighbouring  Highlands.  We  used 
to  be  (piite  free  from  them  while  we  paid  black-mail  to  Fergus 
?.[iu.-Ivor  Vich  Ian  Vohr;  but  my  father  thought  it  unworthy 
of  liis  rank  and  birth  to  pay  it  any  longer,  and  so  this  disaster 
has  happened.  It  is  not  the  value  of  the  cattle,  Captain  Wa- 
verley, that  vexes  me ;  but  my  father  is  so  much  hurt  at  the 
affront,  and  is  so  bold  and  hot,  that  I  fear  he  will  try  to  re- 
cover them  by  the  strong  hand;  and  if  he  is  not  hurt  himself, 
he  will  hurt  some  of  these  wild  people,  and  then  there  will  be 
no  peaee  between  them  and  us  perhaps  for  our  lifetime;  and 
we  cannot  defend  ourselves  as  in  old  times,  for  the  government 
have  taken  all  our  arms;  and  my  dear  father  is  so  rash — Oh, 
what  will  l)ecoiue  of  us!" Here  poor  liose  lost  heart  alto- 
gether, and  burst  into  a  floud  of  tears. 

The  Baron  entered  at  this  moment,  and  rebuked  her  with 
more  a.sperity  than  Waverley  had  ever  heard  him  use  to  any 
one.  "  Wiw  it  not  a  shame,"  he  said,  "  that  she  should  exhibit 
herself  before  any  genth-man  in  such  a  light,  as  if  she  shed 
tears  for  a  drove  of  honied  nolt  and  mil(;h-kine,  like  the 
daughter  of  a  Cheshire  yeoman! — Captain  Waverley,  I  must 
request  your  favourable  construction  of  her  grief,  Avhich  may, 
or  ought  to  proceed,  solely  from  seeing  her  father's  estate  ex- 


WAVERLEY.  131 

posed  to  spulzie  and  depredation  from  common  thieves  and 
sornars,  while  we  are  not  allowed  to  keep  half  a  score  of  mus- 
kets, whether  for  defence  or  rescue." 

Bailie  i\Iacwheeble  entered  immediately  afterwards,  and  by 
his  report  of  arms  and  ammunition  confirmed  this  statement, 
informing  the  Baron,  in  a  melancholy  voice,  that  though  the 
people  woidd  certainly  obey  his  honour's  orders,  yet  there  was 
no  chance  of  their  following  the  gear  to  ony  gnid  purpose,  in 
respect  there  were  only  his  honour's  body  servants  who  had 
swords  and  pistols,  and  tlie  depredators  were  twelve  High- 
landers, completely  armed  after  the  manner  of  their  country. 
Having  delivered  this  doleful  annunciation,  he  assumed  a 
posture  of  silent  dejection,  shaking  his  head  slowly  with  the 
motion  of  a  pendulum  when  it  is  ceasing  to  vibrate,  and  then 
remained  stationary,  his  body  stooping  at  a  more  acute  angle 
than  usual,  and  the  latter  part  of  his  person  projecting  in  pro- 
portion. 

The  Baron,  meanwhile,  paced  the  room  in  silent  indignation, 
and  at  length  fixing  his  eye  u])on  an  old  portrait,  wliose  })er- 
8on  was  clad  in  armour,  and  wliose  features  glared  grinily  out 
of  a  huge  bush  of  hair,  part  of  which  descended  from  liis  head 
to  his  shoulders,  and  part  from  his  chin  and  upper-lip  to  his 
breastplate:  "Tluit  g(?ntleman,  Captain  Waverley,  my  grand- 
sire,"  lie  said,  *'  with  two  hundred  horse,  Avlioni  he  levied 
within  his  own  bounds,  discomfited  and  put  to  the  rout  nioi-e 
than  five  hundred  of  these  Highland  reivers,  who  have  beea 
ever  lapis  offensionis  et  jietra  scandnll,  a  stumljling-block  and 
a  rock  of  offence,  to  the  Lowland  vicinage — he  disf'omfited 
them,  I  say,  wlien  they  had  the  teTiiorily  to  descend  to  harry 
this  country,  in  the  tinui  of  the  fivil  dissi-nsirtris,  in  thn  year 
of  graee  sixtec^n  hundred  forty  and  two.  And  now,  sir,  I,  his 
grandson,  am  thus  used  at  such  unworthy  hands!" 

Tfere,  tliero  was  an  awful  ]»:uise;  after  wliidi  ;ill  the  com- 
pany, as  is  usual  in  o,as((S  of  difTienlty,  began  to  give  separate 
and  in.?onsistent  counsel.  Alexander  ab  Alexandro  prr)j)osed 
they  should  send  some  one  to  compound  with  the  Caterans, 
who  would  rearlily,  he  said,  give  np  their  prey  for  a  dollar  a 
head.     The  Bailie  opined  that  this  transaction  would  amount 


132  "WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

to  theft- boot,  or  coiuitubiLiou  of  felony;  and  he  recommended 
that  some  canni/  liand  sliould  be  sent  up  to  the  glens  to  make 
the  best  bargain  he  could,  as  it  were  for  himself,  so  that  the 
Laird  might  not  be  seen  in  such  a  transaction.  Edward  pro- 
posed to  send  off  to  the  nearest  garrison  for  a  party  of  soldiers 
and  a  magistrate's  warrant;  and  Eose,  as  far  as  she  dared, 
endeavoured  to  insinuate  the  course  of  paying  the  arrears  of 
tribute  money  to  Fergus  IVIac-Ivor  Vich  Ian  Vohr,  who,  they 
all  knew,  coidd  easily  procure  restoration  of  the  cattle,  if  he 
were  properly  propitiated. 

]N^oneof  these  proposals  met  the  Baron's  approbation.  The 
idea  of  composition,  direct  or  implied,  was  absolutely  igno- 
minious ;  that  of  AVaverley  only  showed  that  he  did  not  under- 
stand the  state  of  the  comitry,  and  of  the  political  parties 
which  divided  it;  and,  standing  matters  as  they  did  with 
Fergus  Mac-Ivor  Vich  Ian  Vohr,  the  Baron  would  make  no 
concession  to  him,  were  it,  he  said,  "to  procure  restitution  in 
interirunioi  every  stirk  and  stot  that  the  chief,  his  forefathers, 
and  his  clan,  had  stolen  shice  the  days  of  INIalcohn  Canmore  " 

In  fact,  his  voice  was  still  for  war,  and  he  proposed  to  send 
expresses  to  Balmawhapple,  Killancureit,  Tulliellum,  and 
other  lairds,  Avho  were  exjjosed  to  similar  depredations,  invit- 
ing them  to  join  in  the  pursuit;  "and  then,  sir,  shall  these 
nehulones  7ie'/uissimi,  as  Leslaeus  calls  them,  be  brought  to  the 
fate  of  their  predecessor  Cacus, 

■  Elisos  oculos,  et  siccum  sanguine  guttur.'  " 

The  Bailie,  who  by  no  means  relished  these  warlike  coun- 
sels, here  pulled  forth  an  immense  watch,  of  the  colour,  and 
nearly  of  the  size,  of  a  pewter  warming-pan,  and  observed  it 
was  now  past  noon,  and  that  the  Caterans  had  been  seen  ia 
the  pass  of  Ballybrough  soon  after  sunrise;  so  that,  before 
the  allied  forces  could  assemljle,  they  and  their  prey  would  be 
far  beyond  the  reach  of  the  most  active  pursuit,  and  sheltered 
in  those  pathless  deserts,  where  it  was  neither  advisable  to 
follow,  nor  indeed  possible  to  trace  them. 

This  pro])Osition  was  undeniable.  The  council  therefore 
broke  up  without  coming  to  any  conclusion,  as  has  occurred 


WAVERLEY.  133 

to  councils  of  more  importance  j  only  it  "was  determined  that 
the  Bailie  should  send  his  own  three  milch-cows  down  to  the 
mains  for  the  use  of  the  Baron's  family,  and  brew  small  ale, 
as  a  substitute  for  milk,  in  his  own.  To  this  arrangement, 
which  was  suggested  by  Saunderson,  the  Bailie  readily  as- 
sented, both  from  habitual  deference  to  the  family,  and  aa 
internal  consciousness  that  his  coui-tesy  would,  in  some  mode  or 
other,  be  repaid  tenfold. 

The  Baron  having  also  retired  to  give  some  necessary  direc- 
tions, AVaverley  seized  the  opportunity  to  ask,  whether  this 
Fergus,  with  the  unjuonounceable  name,  was  the  chief  thief- 
taker  of  the  district? 

"Thief -taker!"  ansAvered  Rose,  laughing;  "he  is  a  gentle- 
man of  great  honour  and  consequence,  the  chieftain  of  an  in- 
dependent branch  of  a  powerful  Highland  clan,  and  is  much 
respected,  both  for  his  own  power  and  that  of  his  kith,  kin, 
and  allies." 

"  And  what  has  he  to  do  with  the  thieves,  then?  Is  he  a  magf- 
istrate,  or  in  the  commission  of  the  ])eace?"  asked  Waverley. 

"The  commission  of  war  rather,  if  there  be  such  a  thing," 
said  liose ;  "  for  he  is  a  very  unquiet  neighbour  to  his  un- 
friends, and  keeps  a  ^ve^it^v  following  on  foot  than  many  that 
have  thrice  his  estate.  As  to  his  connection  with  tlic  tliieves, 
that  T  cannot  well  exj)lain ;  but  the  boldest  of  them  will  never 
fiteal  a  hoof  firtm  any  one  that  pays  black-mail  to  Vich  Ian 
Vohr." 

"  And  what  is  black-mail?" 

"  A  sort  of  protection -monfty  that  Low-country  gentlemen 
anr]  heritors,  lying  near  tlie  PFighlands,  pay  U^  sonie  Highland 
cliief,  that  he  may  neither  do  them  liarm  himseLf,  nor  suffer  it 
to  bo  done  to  them  by  others;  and  then  if  your  cattle  are 
Btolen,  yo\i  have  only  to  send  him  word,  and  he  will  recover 
them  ;  or  it  may  be,  he  will  drive  away  cows  from  some  distant 
pla/'-e,  where  he  has  a  quarrel,  and  give  them  to  you  to  make 
up  your  loss."  ' 

"  And  is  this  sort  of  Highland  Jonathan  Wild  admitted  into 
society,  and  called  a  gentleman?" 

«  8cc  Black-mail.    Note  13. 


134  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"So  much  so,"  said  Kose,  "that  the  quarrel  between  my 
father  and  Fergus  Mac-Ivor  began  at  a  county  meeting,  wliere 
he  wanted  to  talce  precedence  of  all  the  Lowland  gentlemen 
then  present,  only  my  father  would  not  suffer  it.  And  then 
he  upbraided  my  father  that  he  was  under  his  banner,  and 
paid  him  tribute  j  and  my  father  was  in  a  towering  passion,  for 
Bailie  IMacwheeble,  who  manages  such  things  his  own  way, 
had  contri\'ed  to  keep  this  black-mail  a  secret  from  him,  and 
passed  it  ia  his  account  for  cess-money.  And  they  would 
have  fought;  but  Fergus  Mac-Ivor  said,  very  gallantly,  he 
would  never  raise  his  hand  against  a  grey  head  that  was  so 
much  respected  as  my  father's. — Oh,  I  wish,  I  wish  they  had 
continued  friends!" 

"  And  did  you  ever  see  this  Mr.  Mac-Ivor,  if  that  be  his 
name.  Miss  Bradwardine?" 

"  No,  that  is  not  his  name ;  and  he  would  consider  'master 
as  a  sort  of  affront,  only  that  you  are  an  Englishman,  and 
know  no  better.  But  the  Lowlanders  call  him,  like  other  gen- 
tlemen, by  the  name  of  his  estate,  Glenuaquoich ;  and  the 
Highlanders  call  him  Vich  Ian  Vohr,  that  is,  the  son  of  John 
the  Great;  and  we  upon  the  braes  here  call  him  by  both  names 
indifferently." 

"  I  am  afraid  I  shall  never  bring  my  English  tongue  to  call 
hiju  by  either  one  or  other." 

"  But  he  is  a  very  polite,  handsome  man,"  continued  Rose; 
"and  his  sister  Flora  is  one  of  the  most  beautiful  and  accom- 
plished young  ladies  in  this  country ;  she  was  bred  in  a  con- 
vent in  France,  and  was  a  great  friend  of  mine  before  this 
unhappy  dispute.  Dear  Captain  Waverley,  try  your  influence 
with  my  father  to  make  matters  up.  I  am  sure  this  is  but  the 
beginning  of  our  troubles ;  for  Tully-Veolan  has  never  been  a 
safe  or  quiet  residence  when  we  have  been  at  feud  with  the 
Highlanders.  When  I  was  a  girl  about  ten,  there  was  a  skir- 
mish fought  l)etween  a  party  of  twenty  of  them  and  my  father 
and  his  servants  behind  the  mains ;  and  the  bullets  broke  sev- 
eral panes  in  the  north  windows,  they  were  so  near.  Three  of 
the  Highlanders  were  killed,  and  they  brought  them  in 
wrapped  in  their  plaids,  and  laid  them  on  the  stone  floor  of 


WAVERLEY  135 

the  hall ;  and  next  morning,  their  wives  and  daughters  canie, 
clappiug  their  hands,  and  crying  the  coronach,  and  shriekmg, 
and  carried  away  the  dead  bodies,  with  the  pipes  playing  be- 
fore them.  I  could  not  sleep  for  six  weeks  without  starting 
and  thinking  I  heard  these  terrible  cries,  and  saw  the  bodies 
lying  on  the  steps,  all  stiff  and  swathed  up  in  their  bloody 
tartans.  But  since  that  time  there  came  a  party  from  the 
garrison  at  Stirling,  with  a  warrant  from  the  Lord  Justice 
Clerk,  or  some  such  great  man,  and  took  away  all  our  arms; 
and  now,  how  are  we  to  protect  ourselves  if  they  come  down 
in  any  strength?" 

Waverley  could  not  help  starting  at  a  story  which  bore  so 
much  resemblance  to  one  of  his  own  day-di-eams.  Here  was  a 
girl  scarce  seventeen,  the  gentlest  of  her  sex,  both  in  temper 
and  appearance,  who  had  witnessed  with  her  own  eyes  such 
a  scene  as  he  had  used  to  conjure  up  in  his  imagination  as 
only  occurring  in  ancient  times,  and  spoke  of  it  coolly,  as  one 
very  likely  to  recur.  lie  felt  at  once  the  impulse  of  curiosity, 
and  that  slight  sense  of  danger  which  only  serves  to  heighten 
its  inteiest.  He  might  liave  said  with  Malvolio,  "'I  do  not 
now  fool  myself,  to  let  imaguiation  jade  me!'  1  am  actually 
in  the  land  of  military  and  romantic  adventures,  and  it  oidy 
remains  to  bo  seen  what  will  be  iny  own  share  in  tlicni." 

The  whole  circumstances  now  detailed  concernijig  the  state 
of  the  country  seemed  ecpially  novel  and  extraordinary.  Ho 
had  indeed  often  heard  of  Highland  thieves,  but  had  no  idea 
of  the  systematic  mode  in  which  their  d(^predations  Avere  con- 
ductf^l;  and  that  the  ]>rju'.tif'e  was  connived  at,  and  wen  en- 
couraged, by  many  of  the  Highland  chieftains,  wlio  not  only 
foiunl  the  cicaghs,  or  forays,  useful  for  the  ]mrpos(*  of  train- 
ing individuals  of  their  clan  to  the  practice  of  arms,  but  also 
of  maintaining  a  wholesome  terror  among  their  Lowland  neigh- 
bours, and  levying,  as  we  have  seen,  a  tribute  from  them,  under 
colour  of  ])rot/ection-money. 

r>ailie  Ma(!wheel>lp,  who  soon  afterwards  entered,  expatiated 
still  more  at  length  u])on  the  same  t(jpic.  This  honest  gentle- 
man's conversation  was  so  formed  upon  liis  professional  prac- 
tice, that  Davie  Gellatley  once  said  liis  discourse  was  like  a 


^^^  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"charge  of  horning."  He  assured  our  hero,  that  "from  the 
nuiist  ancient  times  of  record,  the  lawless  thieves,  limmers, 
and  broken  men  of  the  Highlands,  had  been  in  fellowship  to- 
getlier  by  reason  of  their  surnames,  for  the  committing  of 
divers  thefts,  reifs,  and  herships  upon  the  honest  men  of  the 
Low  Country,  when  they  not  only  intromitted  with  their  whole 
goods  and  gear,  corn,  cattle,  horse,  nolt,  sheep,  outsight  and 
insight  plenishing,  at  their  wicked  jjleasure,  but  moreover 
made  prisoners,  ransomed  them,  or  concussed  them  into  giving 
borrows  (pledges)  to  enter  into  captivity  again; — all  which 
was  directly  prohibited  in  divers  parts  of  the  Statute  Book, 
both  by  the  act  one  thousand  five  hundred  and  sixty-seven, 
and  various  others;  the  whilk  statutes,  with  all  that  had  fol- 
lowed and  might  follow  thereupon,  were  shamefully  broken 
and  ■s'ilipended  by  the  said  sornars,  limmers,  and  broken  men, 
associated  into  fellowships,  for  the  aforesaid  purposes  of  theft, 
Btouthreif,  fire-raising,  murther,  raj)tus  inulierum,  or  forcible 
abduction  of  women,  and  such  like  as  aforesaid." 

It  seemed  like  a  dream  to  Waverley  that  these  deeds  of  vio- 
lence should  1)6  familiar  to  men's  minds,  and  currently  talked 
of  as  falling  within  the  common  order  of  things,  and  happen- 
ing daily  in  the  immediate  vicinity,  without  his  having  crossed 
tlie  seas,  and  while  he  was  yot  the  otherwise  well-ordered 
island  of  Great  Britain, 


CHAPTER  XVI. 

AN  UNEXPECTED  ALLY  APPEARS. 

The  Baron  returned  at  the  dinner-hour,  and  had  in  a  great 
measure  recovered  his  composure  and  good-humour.  He  not 
only  confirmed  the  stories  which  Edward  had  heard  from  Rose 
and  Bailie  Macwheeble,  but  added  many  anecdotes  from  his 
own  experience,  concerning  the  state  of  the  Highlands  and 
their  inhabitants.  The  chiefs  he  pronounced  to  be,  in  gen- 
eral, gentlemen  of  great  honour  and  high  pedigree,  whose  word 
was  accounted  as  a  law  by  all  those  of  their  own  sept,  or  clan. 


WAVERLEY.  137 

"  It  did  not  indeed, "  he  said,  *"  become  them,  as  had  occurred 
in  late  instances,  to  propone  their  prosapla,  a  lineage  which 
rested  for  the  most  part  on  the  vain  and  fond  rhymes  of  their 
seanuachies  or  bhairds,  as  Eequiponderate  Avith  the  evidence  of 
ancient  charters  and  royal  grants  of  antiquity,  conferred  upon 
distinguished  houses  in  the  Low  Country  by  divers  Scottish 
monarchs;  ne  v^ertheless,  such  was  their  outrecuidance  and  pre- 
sumption, as  to  undervalue  those  who  possessed  such  evidents, 
as  L£  they  held  their  lands  in  a  sheep's  skin." 

This,  by  the  way,  pretty  well  explained  the  cause  of  quar- 
rel between  the  Baron  and  his  Highland  ally.  But  he  went 
on  to  state  so  many  curious  particulars  concerning  the  manners, 
customs,  and  habits  of  this  patriarchal  race  that  Edward's 
curiosity  became  highly  interested,  and  he  inquired  whether 
it  was  possible  to  make  with  safety  an  excursion  into  the 
neiglilx)uring  Highlands,  whose  dusky  barrier  of  mountains 
had  already  excited  his  wish  to  penetrate  beyond  them.  The 
Baron  assured  his  guest  that  nothing  wovdd  be  more  easy, 
providing  this  quarrel  were  first  made  up,  since  he  C(.)idd  him- 
self givo  him  letters  to  many  of  the  distinguished  chiefs,  who 
would  receive  him  with  the  utmost  courtesy  and  hos].)itality. 

"While  they  were  on  this  topic,  tlie  door  suddenly  opened, 
and,  ushered  hy  Saunders  Saundersoii,  a  Iligldaiuler,  fully 
armed  an<l  equipped,  entered  tlie  apartment.  Had  it  not 
been  that  Saunders  acted  the  ])art  of  master  of  the  ceremonies 
to  this  martial  apparition,  Avitliout  api)earing  to  deviate  from 
his  usual  composure,  and  that  neitlier  Mr.  Bradwardino  nor 
Rose  f!xliil)ited  any  emotion,  Edward  would  certainly  have 
thoiiglit  tlio  intrusion  liostile.  As  it  wiis,  ho  started  at  the 
siglit  f)f  wliat  lie  liad  not  yet  liapi)ened  to  see  a  mountaineer, 
in  Ilia  full  national  costume.  The  individual  Gael  was  a 
stout,  daik,  young  man,  of  low  stature,  tlio  ample  folds  of 
whoso  ]»laid  added  to  the  ai)pearaneo  of  strength  which  his 
person  exhibited.  The  short  kilt,  or  ]»etticoat,  showed  his 
sinewy  and  clean-mado  limbs;  the  goatskin  pvuse,  flanked  by 
the  usual  defences,  a  dirk  and  steel-wrought  pistol,  hung  be- 
fore him;  his  l)onnet  had  a  short  feather,  which  indicated  his 
claim  to  be  treated  as  a  duinh^-wassel,  or  sort  of  gentleman; 


138  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

a  broadsword  dangled  by  his  side,  a  target  hung  upon  his 
shoulder,  and  a  long  Spanish  fowling-piece  occupied  one  of 
his  hands.  "With  the  other  hand  he  pulled  oii  his  bonnet, 
and  the  Baron,  who  well  knew  their  customs,  and  the  proper 
mode  of  ciddressing  them,  immediately  said,  with  an  air  of 
dignity,  but  without  rising,  and  much,  as  Edward  thought, 
in  the  manner  of  a  prince  receiving  an  embassy,  "  Welcome, 
Evan  Dhu  Maccombich;  what  news  from  Fergus  Mac-Ivor 
^'ich  Ian  Vohr?" 

"  Fergus  Mae-Ivor  Vich  Ian  Vohr,"  said  the  ambassador,  in 
good  English,  "greets  you  well,  Baron  of  Bradwardine  and 
Tidly-Veolan,  and  is  sorry  there  has  been  a  thick  cloud  inter- 
posed between  you  and  him,  which  has  kept  you  from  seeing 
and  considering  the  friendship  and  alliances  that  have  been 
between  your  houses  and  forebears  of  old;  and  he  prays  you 
that  the  cloud  may  pass  away,  and  that  things  may  be  as  they 
have  been  heretofore  between  the  clan  Ivor  and  the  house  of 
Bradwardine,  when  there  was  an  egg  between  them  for  a  flint 
and  a  knife  for  a  sword.  And  he  expects  you  will  also  say, 
you  are  sorry  for  the  cloud,  and  no  man  shall  hereafter  ask 
whether  it  descended  from  the  hill  to  the  valley,  or  rose  from 
the  valley  to  the  hill ;  for  they  never  struck  with  the  scab- 
bard who  did  not  receive  with  the  sword,  and  woe  to  him  who 
would  lose  his  friend  for  the  stormy  cloud  of  a  spring  morning." 

To  tliis  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine  answered  with  suitable 
dignity,  that  he  knew  the  chief  of  clan  Ivor  to  be  a  well- 
wisher  to  the  Kinrj,  and  he  was  sorry  there  should  have  been 
a  cloud  betw'een  him  and  any  gentleman  of  such  sound  prin- 
ciples, "  for  when  folks  are  banding  together,  feeble  is  he  who 
hath  no  brother." 

This  ap])earing  perfectly  satisfactory,  that  the  peace  be- 
tween these  august  persons  might  be  duly  solemnised,  the 
Baron  ordered  a  stoup  of  usquebaugh,  and,  iilling  a  glass, 
drank  to  the  health  and  prosperity  of  Mae-Ivor  of  Glenna- 
quoich ;  upon  which  the  Celtic  ambassador,  to  requite  his  jK)- 
liteness,  turned  down  a  mighty  bumjjer  of  the  same  generous 
liquor,  seasoned  with  his  good  wishes  to  the  house  of  Brad- 
wardine. 


WAVERLEY.  139 

Having  thus  ratified  the  preliminaries  of  the  general  treaty 
of  pacification,  the  envoy  retired  to  adjust  with  Mr.  Mac- 
wheeble  some  subordinate  articles  with  which  it  was  not 
thought  necessary  to  trouble  the  Baron.  These  probably  re- 
ferred to  the  discontinuance  of  the  subsidy,  and  apparently 
the  Bailie  found  means  to  satisfy  their  ally,  without  suffering 
his  master  to  suppose  that  his  dignity  was  compromised.  At 
least,  it  is  certain,  that  after  the  plenipotentiaries  had  drunk 
a  bottle  of  brandy  in  single  drams,  which  seemed  to  have  no 
more  effect  upon  such  seasoned  vessels  than  if  it  had  been 
poured  upon  the  two  bears  at  the  top  of  the  avenue,  Evan  Dhu 
Maccombich  having  possessed  himself  of  all  the  information 
which  he  could  jirocure  respecting  the  robbery  of  the  preced- 
ing night,  declared  his  intention  to  set  off  immediately  in  pur- 
suit of  the  cattle,  which  he  pronounced  to  be  "  no  that  far  off; 
they  have  broken  the  bone,"  he  observed,  "but  they  have  had 
no  time  t(i  suck  the  marrow." 

Our  hero,  who  had  attended  Evan  Dhu  during  his  perquisi- 
tions, was  much  struck  with  the  ingenuity  which  he  displayed 
in  collecting  information,  and  tlie  precise  and  pointed  conclu- 
sions which  he  drew  from  it.  Evan  Dhu,  on  his  part,  was 
obviously  flattered  witli  the  attention  of  Waverley,  the  inter- 
est he  seemed  to  take  in  his  incjuiries,  and  liis  curiosity  about 
the  customs  and  scenery  of  tlie  Highlands.  "Without  mucli 
cen'iiiony  he  invited  Edward  to  accompany  him  on  a  short 
walk  of  ten  or  fifteen  miles  into  the  mountains,  and  see  the 
plac;e  where  the  cattle  were  conveyed  to;  adding,  "  If  it  bo  as 
I  suppose,  you  never  saw  such  a  ])lace  in  your  life,  nor  ever 
will,  unless  you  go  with  mo  or  the  like  f)f  me." 

(>urh(;ro,  ffeling  liis  curi(jsity  consideral)ly  exciti^d  l)y  the 
idea  of  visiting  the  den  of  a  Highland  Cacus,  took,  however, 
the  j)recaution  to  inquire  if  his  guide  might  be  trusted.  He 
was  assured  that  the  invitation  would  f)n  no  ac(rount  have  been 
given  had  there  been  the  least  dajiger,  and  that  all  ho  had  to 
apprehend  was  a  little  fatigue;  and,  a.s  Evan  proposed  he 
should  ]>ass  a  day  at  his  f^hieftain's  house  in  returning,  where 
he  would  be  sure  of  good  accommodation  and  an  excellent 
welcome,  there  seemed  nothing  very  formidable  in  the  task  he 


140  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

undertook.  Rose,  indeed,  tiirued  pale  when  she  heard  of  it; 
but  her  father,  Avho  loved  the  spirited  curiosity  of  his  young 
frit'ud,  did  not  attempt  to  damp  it  by  an  alarm  of  danger 
which  really  did  not  exist,  and  a  knapsack,  with  a  few  neces- 
saries, being  bound  on  the  shoulders  of  a  sort  of  deputy  game- 
keei)er,  our  hero  set  forth  with  a  fowling-piece  in  his  hand, 
accompanied  by  his  new  friend  Evan  Dhu,  and  followed  by 
the  gamekeeper  aforesaid,  and  by  two  wild  Highlanders,  the 
attendants  of  Evan,  one  of  whom  had  upon  his  shoulder  a 
hatchet  at  the  end  of  a  pole,  called  a  Lochaber-axe, '  and  the 
other  a  long  ducking-gun.  Evan,  upon  Edward's  inquiry, 
gave  liim  to  understand  that  this  martial  escort  was  by  no 
means  necessary  as  a  guard,  but  merely,  as  he  said,  drawing 
up  and  adjusting  his  plaid  with  an  air  of  dignity,  that  he 
might  appear  decently  at  Tully-Veolan,  and  as  Vich  Ian 
Vohr's  foster-brother  ought  to  do.  "Ah!"  said  he,  "if  you 
Saxon  duinhe-wassel  (English  gentleman)  saw  but  the  Chief 
with  his  tail  on!" 

*'  With  his  tail  on?"  echoed  Edward  in  some  surprise. 

"  Yes — that  is,  with  all  his  usual  followers,  when  he  visits 
those  of  the  same  rank.  There  is,"  he  continued,  stopping 
and  drawing  himself  proudly  up,  while  he  counted  upon  his 
fingers  the  several  officers  of  his  chief's  retinue;  "there  is  his 
handiman,  or  right-hand  man ;  then  his  hard,  or  poet;  then 
his  hladler,  or  orator,  to  make  harangues  to  the  great  folks 
whom  he  visits;  then  his  giUy-more,  or  armour-bearer,  to 
cany  his  sword,  and  target,  and  his  gun;  then  his  gUly 
casji'iiich,  who  canies  him  on  his  back  through  the  sikes  and 
brooks;  tlicu  his  (jilly-mmstrian,  to  lead  his  horse  by  the 
bridle  in  steep  and  difficult  paths ;  then  his  (jUly-trvshharvish, 
to  carry  his  knapsack;  and  the  piper  and  the  piper's  man, 
and  it  may  be  a  dozen  young  lads  beside,  that  have  no  busi- 
ness, but  are  just  lx)ys  of  the  belt,  to  follow  the  Laird  and  do 
his  honour's  bidding." 

"  And  does  your  Chief  regidarly  maintain  all  these  men?** 
demanded  Waverley. 

"All  these?"  replied  Evan;  "ay,  and  many  a  fair  head 
»  See  Lochaber-axe.    Note  14. 


WAVERLEY.  141 

beside,  that  T/ould  not  ken  where  to  lay  itself,  but  for  the 
mickle  barn  at  Glennaquoich." 

With  similar  tales  of  the  grandeur  of  the  Chief  in  peace 
and  war,  Evan  Dhu  beguiled  the  way  till  they  approached 
more  closely  those  huge  mountains  which  Edward  had  hitherto 
only  seen  at  a  distance.  It  was  towards  evening  as  they  en- 
tered one  of  the  tremendous  passes  which  afford  communica- 
tion between  the  high  and  low  country;  the  path,  which  Avas 
extremely  steep  and  rugged,  winded  up  a  chasm  between  two 
tremendous  rocks,  following  the  passage  which  a  foaming 
stream,  that  brawled  far  below,  appeared  to  have  worn  for 
itself  in  the  course  of  ages.  A  few  slanting  beams  of  the 
sun,  Avhich  wiis  now  setting,  reached  the  water  in  its  dark- 
some bed,  and  showed  it  partially,  chafed  by  a  hundred  rocks 
and  l>roken  by  a  hundred  falls.  The  descent  from  the  path 
to  the  stream  Avas  a  mere  i)recipice,  with  here  and  there  a 
projecting  fragment  of  granite,  or  a  scathed  tree,  which  had 
warped  its  twisted  roots  into  the  fissures  of  the  rock.  On 
the  riglit  hand,  the  mountain  rose  above  the  path  with  almost 
equal  iii;u;c<'ssibility ;  l>ut  tlie  liill  on  the  opposite  side  dis- 
played a  shroud  of  copsewood,  witlx  which  some  pines  were 
intenuiiigled. 

"Tins,"  said  Evan,  '*  is  the  pass  of  I'.ally-Jirougli,  whi(^h 
was  kept  in  former  times  by  ten  of  the  clan  Donnochie  against 
a  liundred  of  the  Low  Country  carles.  'J'lie  graves  of  th(^  slain 
are  still  to  be  seen  in  that  little  corrie,  or  b(jttom,  on  the  op- 
posite side  of  the  burn ;  if  your  eyes  are  good,  you  may  see 
the  green  specks  among  the  heatlier.  See,  there  is  an  earn, 
wliieli  you  Southrons  call  an  eagle.  You  liave  no  such  birds 
as  tliat  in  England,  lie  in  going  to  fetch  his  supiter  from  the 
Laird  of  IJradwardine's  braes,  but  I'll  send  a  slug  after  liim." 

He  iired  his  piece  a<'.cordingly,  but  missed  the  Bui)erb  mon- 
arcli  of  the  feathered  tril)es,  who,  without  noticing  the  attejupt 
to  ainioy  liini,  cf)ntinued  his  majcHtic  Hight  to  the  southward. 
A  thousand  birds  of  })rey,  hawks,  kites,  carrion-crows,  and 
ravens,  disturbed  from  the  lodgings  which  they  liad  just  taken 
up  for  the  evening,  rose  at  the  rejxji-t  of  the  gun,  and  min- 
gled their  hoarse  and  discordant  notes  with  the  echoes  which 


142  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

replied  to  it,  and  with  the  roar  of  the  mountain  cataracts. 
Evan,  a  little  disconcerted  at  having  missed  his  mark,  when 
he  meant  to  have  displayed  peculiar  dexterity,  covered  his 
confusion  by  whistling  part  of  a  pibroch  as  he  reloaded  his 
piece,  and  proceeded  in  silence  up  the  pass. 

It  issued  in  a  narrow  glen,  between  two  mountains,  both 
very  lofty  and  covered  with  heath.  The  brook  continued  to 
be  their  companion,  and  they  advanced  up  its  mazes,  crossing 
them  now  and  then,  on  which  occasions  Evan  Dhu  uniformly 
oifered  the  assistance  of  his  attendants  to  carry  over  Edward; 
but  our  hero,  who  had  been  always  a  tolerable  pedestrian, 
declined  the  accommodation,  and  obviously  rose  in  his  guide's 
opinion,  by  showing  that  he  did  not  fear  wetting  his  feet. 
Indeed  he  was  anxious,  so  far  as  he  could  without  affectation, 
to  remove  the  opinion  which  Evan  seemed  to  entertain  of  the 
effeminacy  of  the  Lowlanders,  and  particularly  of  the  English. 

Through  the  gorge  of  this  glen  they  found  access  to  a  black 
bog,  of  tremendous  extent,  full  of  large  pit-holes,  which  they 
traversed  with  great  difficulty  and  some  danger,  by  tracks 
which  no  one  but  a  Highlander  could  have  followed.  The 
path  itself,  or  rather  the  portion  of  more  solid  ground  on 
which  the  travellers  half  walked,  half  waded,  was  rough, 
broken,  and  in  many  places  quaggy  and  unsound.  Sometimes 
the  ground  was  so  completely  unsafe  that  it  was  necessary  to 
spring  from  one  hillock  to  another,  the  space  between  being 
incapable  of  bearing  the  human  weight.  This  was  an  easy 
matter  to  the  Highlanders,  who  wore  thin-soled  brogues  fit 
for  the  pui-pose,  and  moved  with  a  peculiar  springing  step; 
but  Edward  began  to  find  the  exercise,  to  which  he  was  unac- 
customed, more  fatiguing  than  he  expected.  The  lingering 
twilight  served  to  show  them  through  this  Serbonian  bog,  but 
deserted  them  almost  totally  at  the  bottom  of  a  steep  and  very 
stony  hill,  which  it  was  the  travellers'  next  toilsome  task  to 
ascend.  The  night,  however,  was  pleasant,  and  not  dark; 
and  Waverley,  calling  up  mental  energy  to  support  personal 
fatigue,  held  on  his  march  gallantly,  though  envying  in  his 
heart  his  Highland  attendants,  who  continued,  without  a 
symptom  of  abated  vigour,  the  rapid  and  swinging  pace,  or 


WAVERLEY.  143 

rather  trot,  ■which,  according  to  his  computacion,  had  already 
brought  them  tifteen  miles  upon  their  journey. 

After  crossing  this  mountain  and  descending  on  the  other 
side  towards  a  thick  wood,  Evan  Dhu  held  some  conference 
■with  his  Highland  attendants,  in  consequence  of  which  Ed- 
ward's baggage  was  shifted  from  the  shoulders  of  the  game- 
keeper to  those  of  one  of  the  gillies,  and  the  former  was  sent 
off  with  the  other  mountaineer  in  a  direction  different  from 
that  of  the  three  remaining  travellers.  On  asking  the  mean- 
ing of  this  separation,  Waverley  was  told  that  the  Lowlander 
must  go  to  a  hamlet  aljout  three  miles  off  for  the  night;  for 
unless  it  was  some  very  particular  friend,  Donald  Bean  Lean, 
the  worthy  person  whom  they  supposed  to  be  possessed  of  the 
cattle,  did  not  much  approve  of  strangers  approaching  his  re- 
treat. This  seemed  reasonable,  and  silenced  a  qualm  of  sus- 
picion which  came  across  Edward's  mind  when  he  saw  him- 
self, at  such  a  place  and  such  an  hour,  deprived  of  his  only 
Lowland  companion.  And  Ev;m  immediately  afterwards 
added,  "  that  indeed  he  himself  had  better  get  forward,  and 
announce  their  approach  to  Donald  Bean  Lean,  as  the  arrival 
of  a  s'ulv'r  rmj  (red  soldier) '  might  otherwise  be  a  disagree- 
able surjirise."  And  without  waiting  for  an  answer,  in  jockey 
phiase,  lie  trotted  (mt,  and  putting  himself  to  a  very  round 
pa(!e,  was  out  of  sight  in  an  instant. 

^\^averley  was  now  left  to  his  own  meditations,  for  his  at- 
tendant with  tlie  battle-axe  sjjoke  very  little  English.  They 
wer^  traversing  a  thick,  and,  as  it  seemed,  an  endless  wood 
of  ])ines,  and  consequently  the  i)ath  was  altogether  indis(!ern- 
iblo  in  the  murky  darkness  wliich  surrounded  them.  The 
Highlander,  however,  seemed  to  trace  it  by  instinct,  without 
the  hesitation  of  a  moment,  and  Edward  followed  his  foot- 
steps as  eloHO  as  he  could. 

After  journeying  a  consideral)lo  tinm  in  silence,  he  could 
not  lielp  asking,  "  VV^as  it  far  to  the  end  of  their  journey?" 

"Taw)ve  wa.s  tree,  four  mile;  but  as  duinhc^-wassel  was  a 

"wee  taiglit,  Donald  could,  tat  is,  might — would — should  send 

ta  curragh." 

»  8eo  Sidicr  Roy.     Note  16. 
7  Vol.  1 


144  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

This  conveyed  no  information.  The  curragh  which  was 
promised  might  be  a  man,  a  horse,  a  cart,  or  chaise ;  and  no 
more  could  be  got  from  the  man  with  the  battle-axe  but  a 
repetition  of  "  Aich  ay !  ta  curragh. " 

But  in  a  short  time  Edward  began  to  conceive  his  meaning, 
when,  issuing  from  the  wood,  he  found  himself  on  the  banks 
of  a  large  river  or  lake,  where  his  conductor  gave  him  to  un- 
derstand they  must  sit  down  for  a  little  while.  The  moon, 
which  now  began  to  rise,  showed  obscurely  the  expanse  of 
water  which  spread  before  them,  and  the  shapeless  and  indis- 
tinct forms  of  mountains  with  which  it  seemed  to  be  surrounded. 
The  cool  and  yet  mild  air  of  the  summer  night  refreshed  Wa- 
verley  after  his  rapid  and  toilsome  walk;  and  the  perfume 
which  it  wafted  from  the  birch  trees, '  bathed  in  the  evening 
dew,  was  exquisitely  fragrant. 

He  had  now  time  to  give  himself  up  to  the  full  romance  of 
his  situation.  Here  he  sate  on  the  banks  of  aii  unknown  lake, 
imder  the  guidance  of  a  wild  native,  Avhose  language  was  un- 
known to  him,  on  a  visit  to  the  den  of  some  renowned  outlaw, 
a  second  Robin  Hood,  perhaps,  or  Adam  o'  Gordon,  and  that 
at  dee})  midnight,  through  scenes  of  difficulty  and  toil,  sepa- 
rated from  Ids  attendant,  left  by  his  guide.  What  a  variety 
of  incidents  for  the  exercise  of  a  romantic  imagination,  and 
all  enhanced  by  the  solemn  feeling  of  uncertainty,  at  least,  if 
not  of  danger!  The  only  circumstance  which  assorted  ill  with 
the  restwa.s  the  cause  of  his  journey — the  Baron's  milk-cows! 
this  degrading  incident  he  kept  in  the  background. 

^^'hile  wrapt  in  these  dreams  of  imagination,  his  companion 
gently  touched  him,  and,  pointing  in  a  direction  nearly  straight 
across  the  lake,  said,  "  Yon's  ta  cove."  A  small  point  of  light 
was  seen  to  twinkle  in  the  direction  in  which  he  pointed,  and, 
gradually  increasing  in  size  and  lustre,  seemed  to  flicker  like 
a  meteor  uj^on  the  verge  of  the  horizon.  WhUe  Edward 
watched  this  phenomenon,  the  distant  dash  of  oars  was  heard. 
The  measured  sound  approached  near  and  more  near,  and 

>  It  is  not  the  weeping  birch,  the  most  common  species  in  the  High- 
lands, but  the  woolly-leaved  Lowland  birch,  that  is  distinguished  by  this 
fragrance. 


"The    liumii  . 


drank    lu   IIm-    licullli    (iiid    piosprrity   ui' 
Muc-lvor." 


Waverley,  Chap,  xvl.,  p.  138. 


WAVERLEY.  145 

presently  a  loud  -whistle  was  heard  in  the  same  direction, 
liis  fi-iend  with  the  battle-axe  immediately  whistled  clear 
and  shrill,  in  reply  to  the  signal,  and  a  boat,  manned  with 
four  or  five  Highlanders,  pushed  for  a  little  inlet,  near  Avhich 
Edward  was  sitting.  He  advanced  to  meet  them  with  his 
attendant,  was  immediately  assisted  into  the  boat  by  the 
officious  attention  of  two  stout  mountaineers,  and  had  no 
sooner  seated  himself  than  they  resumed  their  oars,  and  began 
to  row  across  the  lake  with  great  rapidity. 


CHAPTER    XVII. 

THE  HOLD  OF  A  HIGHLAXD  ROBBER. 

The  party  preserved  silence,  interrupted  only  by  the  mo- 
notonous and  murmured  chant  of  a  Gaelic  song,  sung  in  a 
kind  of  low  recitative  by  the  steersman,  and  by  the  dash  of 
the  oars,  which  the  notes  seemed  to  regulate,  as  they  dipped 
to  thexa  in  cadence.  The  light,  which  they  now  approached 
more  nearly,  assumed  a  broader,  redder,  and  more  irregular 
splendour.  It  appeared  plainly  to  be  a  largo  fire,  but  whether 
kindled  uj>on  an  island  or  the  mainland  Edward  could  not 
detennine.  As  he  saw  it,  the  red  glaring  orb  seemed  to  rest 
on  the  very  surface  of  the  lake  itself,  and  resembled  the  fiery 
vehicle  in  wliich  the  Evil  Genius  of  an  Oriental  talo  traverses 
land  and  sea.  They  approached  nearer,  and  the  light  of  the 
fire  Hulficfid  to  show  that  it  was  kindled  at  the  bottom  of  a 
huge  dark  crag  or  rock,  rising  abru])tly  from  the  very  edge  of 
the  water;  its  front,  changed  by  the  reflection  U)  dusky  red, 
foruKsd  a  strange  and  even  awfid  contrast  to  the  banks  around, 
whi(ih  were  from  time  to  time  faintly  and  i>artially  illuminated 
by  pallid  moonlight. 

The  lK)at  now  neared  the  shore,  and  Edward  could  discover 
that  this  large  fire,  ani|)ly  supplied  with  branches  of  ]»ine- 
"wood  by  two  figures,  who,  in  the  red  reflection  of  its  light, 
ap])eared  I'ke  demons,  was  kindled  in  the  jaws  of  a  lofty  cav- 


146  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

ern,  into  which  an  inlet  from  the  lake  seemed  to  advance ;  and 
he  conjectured,  which  was  indeed  true,  that  the  tire  had 
been  lighted  as  a  beacon  to  the  boatmen  on  their  return. 
They  rowed  right  for  the  mouth  of  the  cave,  and  then*  ship- 
ping their  oars,  permitted  the  boat  to  enter  in  obedience  to 
the  impulse  which  it  had  received.  The  skiff  passed  the  lit- 
tle point  or  platform  of  vock  on  which  the  tii-e  was  blazuig, 
and  running  about  two  '  jats'  lengths  farther,  stopped  where 
the  cavern  (for  it  was  already  arched  overhead)  ascended  from 
the  water  by  five  or  six  broad  ledges  of  rock,  so  easy  and 
regular  that  they  might  be  termed  natural  steps.  At  this  mo- 
ment a  quantity  of  water  was  suddenly  flung  upon  the  fire, 
which  sunk  with  a  hissing  noise,  and  with  it  disappeared  the 
light  it  had  hitherto  afforded.  Four  or  five  active  arms  lifted 
Waverley  out  of  the  boat,  placed  him  on  his  feet,  and  almost 
carried  him  into  the  recesses  of  the  cave.  He  made  a  few 
paces  in  darkness,  guided  in  this  manner;  and  advancing 
towards  a  hum  of  voices,  which  seemed  to  sound  from  the 
centre  of  the  rock,  at  an  acute  turn  Donald  Bean  Lean  and 
his  whole  establishment  were  before  his  eyes. 

The  interior  of  the  cave,  which  here  rose  very  high,  was 
illuminated  by  torches  made  of  pine-tree,  which  emitted  a 
briglit  and  bickermg  light,  attended  by  a  strong  though  not 
unpleasant  odour.  Their  light  was  assisted  by  the  red  glare 
of  a  large  charcoal  fire,  round  which  were  seated  five  or 
six  armed  Highlanders,  while  others  were  indistinctly  seen 
couched  on  their  plaids  in  the  more  remote  recesses  of  the 
cavern.  In  one  large  aperture,  which  the  robber  facetiously 
called  his  spence  (or  pantry),  there  hung  by  the  heels  the  car- 
casses of  a  sheep,  or  ewe,  and  two  cows  lately  slaughtered. 
The  principal  inhabitant  of  this  singular  mansion,  attended 
by  Evan  I)hu  as  master  of  the  ceremonies,  came  forward  to 
meet  his  guest,  totally  different  in  appearance  and  manner 
from  Avhat  his  imagination  had  anticipated.  The  profession 
which  he  followed,  the  wilderness  in  which  he  dwelt,  the  wild 
wanior  forms  that  surrounded  him,  were  all  calculated  to  in- 
spire terror.  From  such  accompaniments,  Waverley  prepared 
himself  to  meet  a  stern,  gigantic,  ferocious  figure  such  as  Sal- 


WAVERLEY.  147 

vator  -would  have  chosen  to  be  the  central  object  of  a  group  of 
banditti. ' 

Donald  Bean  Lean  was  the  very  reverse  of  all  these.  He 
was  thin  in  person  and  low  in  stature,  with  light  saudy-col- 
oured  hair,  and  small  pale  features,  from  which  he  derived 
his  agnomen  of  Bean  or  white ;  and  although  his  form  was 
light,  well  proportioned,  and  active,  he  appeared,  on  the 
whole,  rather  a  diminutive  and  insignificant  figure.  He  had 
served  in  some  inferior  capacity  in  the  French  army,  and  in 
order  to  receive  his  English  visitor  in  great  form,  and  prob- 
ably meaning,  in  his  way,  to  pay  him  a  compliment,  he  had 
laid  aside  the  Highland  dress  for  the  time,  to  put  on  an  old 
blue  and  red  \iniform  and  a  feathered  hat,  in  which  he  was 
far  from  showing  to  advantage,  and  indeed  looked  so  incon- 
gruous, compared  with  all  around  him,  that  Waverley  would 
have  been  tempted  to  laugh,  had  laughter  been  either  ci^al  or 
safe.  The  robber  received  Captain  Waverley  with  a  profu- 
sion of  Freiich  politeness  and  Scottish  hospitality,  seemed 
perfectly  to  know  his  name  and  connexions,  and  to  be  par- 
ticularly acquainted  with  his  uncle's  political  principles.  On 
these  he  Ijestowed  gi-eat  api)lause,  to  which  Waverley  judged 
it  prudent  to  make  a  very  general  reply. 

P.ciiig  placed  at  a  convenient  distance  from  the  cliarcoal 
fire,  th(i  lieat  of  whicli  tlie  season  rendered  opi)ressive,  a 
strapping  Highland  damsel  placed  before  Waverley,  Evan, 
ami  Donald  Bean  thrc^e  cogues,  or  wooden  vessels  composed 
of  staves  and  hoops,  containing  e.anaruich,^  a  sort  of  sti'ong 
soup,  made  out  of  a  paHicnlar  ])art  of  the  inside  of  the  beeves. 
Aftc^r  this  refreshment,  which,  though  coarse,  fatigue  and 
hunger  rendered  ])alat:il)le,  steaks,  roiistod  on  the  coals,  were 
supplied  in  liberal  ;i,i an i dance,  and  disayjpeared  before  Evan 
3)liu  and  their  liost  with  a  ])i'oniptitudc  that  seemed  like 
m;igi('.,  and  astxininhcd  Waverley,  who  was  much  ])uz/,led  to 
reconcile  their  vorfwuty  with  what  he  had  heard  of  tlui  ab- 
atcMniousness  of  the  Highlanders.  He  was  ignorant  that  thia 
abstinence  was  with  the  lower  ranks  wholly  compulsory,  and 

»  Ree  Rob  Roy.    Note  10. 

•  This  WU.S  the  regale  presented  hy  Rob  Roy  to  the  Lairfl  of  Tullibody. 


148  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

that,  like  some  animals  of  prey,  those  who  practise  it  were 
usually  gifted  with  the  power  of  indemnifying  themselves  to 
good  purpose  when  chance  threw  plenty  in  their  way.  The 
whisky  came  forth  in  abundance  to  crown  the  cheer.  The 
Highlanders  di-ank  it  copiously  and  undiluted;  but  Edward, 
having  mixed  a  little  with  water,  did  not  find  it  so  palatable 
as  to  invite  him  to  repeat  the  draught.  Their  host  l^ewailed 
himself  exceedingly  that  he  could  offer  him  no  wine :  "  Had  he 
but  kno\vn  four-and-twenty  hours  before,  he  would  have  had 
some,  had  it  been  within  the  circle  of  forty  miles  round  him. 
But  no  gentleman  could  do  more  to  show  his  sense  of  the 
honour  of  a  visit  from  another  than  to  offer  him  the  best  cheer 
his  house  afforded.  Where  there  are  no  bushes  there  can  be 
no  nuts,  and  the  way  of  those  you  live  with  is  that  you  must 
follow." 

He  went  on  regretting  to  Evan  Dhu  the  death  of  an  aged 
man,  Donnacha  an  Amrigh,  or  Duncan  with  the  Cap,  "  a 
gifted  seer, "  who  foretold,  through  the  second  sight,  visitors 
of  every  description  who  haunted  their  dwelling,  whether  as 
friends  or  foes. 

"  Is  not  his  son  Malcolm  talshatr  (a  second-sighted  person)  ?" 
asked  Evan. 

"  Nothing  equal  to  his  father, "  replied  Donald  Bean.  ''  He 
told  us  the  other  day,  we  were  to  see  a  great  gentleman  riding 
on  a  horse,  and  there  came  nobody  that  whole  day  but  Shemua 
Beg,  the  blind  harper,  with  his  dog.  Another  time  he  adver- 
tised us  of  a  wedding,  and  behold  it  proved  a  funeral;  and  on 
the  creagh,  when  he  foretold  to  us  we  should  bring  home  a 
hundred  head  of  horned  cattle,  we  gripped  nothing  but  a  fat 
bailie  of  Perth." 

From  this  discourse  he  passed  to  the  political  and  military 
state  of  the  country;  and  Waverley  was  astonished,  and  even 
alarmed,  to  find  a  person  of  this  description  so  accurately  ac- 
quainted with  the  strength  of  the  various  garrisons  and  regi- 
ments quartered  north  of  the  Tay.  He  even  mentioned  tne 
exact  number  of  recruits  who  had  joined  "Waverley s  troop 
from  his  unfle's  estate,  and  observed  they  were  pretti;  men, 
meaning,  not  handsome,  but  stout  warlike  fellows.     He  put 


WAVERLEY.  -  149 

Waverley  in  mind  of  one  or  two  minute  circumstances  which 
had  happened  at  a  general  review  of  the  regiment,  which  sat- 
isfied him  that  the  robber  liad  been  an  eyewitness  of  it;  and 
Evan  Dhu  having  by  this  time  retii-ed  from  the  conversation, 
and  wrapped  himself  up  in  his  plaid  to  take  some  repose, 
Donald  asked  Edward,  in  a  very  significant  manner,  whether 
he  had  nothing  particular  to  say  to  him. 

"Waverley,  surprised  and  somewhat  startled  at  this  question 
from  such  a  character,  answered,  he  had  no  motive  in  visiting 
him  but  curiosity  to  see  his  extraordinary  place  of  residence. 
Donald  Bean  Lean  looked  him  steadily  in  the  face  for  an  in- 
stant, and  then  said,  with  a  significant  nod,  "  You  might  as 
well  have  confided  in  me ;  I  am  as  much  worthy  of  trust  as 
either  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine  or  Vich  Ian  Vohr.  But  you 
are  equally  welcome  to  my  house." 

Waverley  felt  an  involuntary  shudder  creep  over  him  at  the 
mystei-ious  language  held  by  this  outlawed  and  lawless  bandit, 
whicli,  in  despite  of  his  attempts  to  master  it,  deprived  him 
of  the  power  tt)  ask  the  meaning  of  his  insinuations.  A  heath 
pallet,  with  the  flowers  stuck  uppermost,  had  been  prepared 
for  him  in  a  recess  of  the  cave,  and  here,  covered  with  such 
spart!  ])laids  as  could  1)0  musttned,  he  lay  for  some  time  Avatch- 
ing  tlw!  motions  of  the  other  i!ilial)itants  of  the  cavern.  Small 
partif's  of  two  or  three  entered  or  left  tlio  place,  witliout  any 
other  cfieniony  than  a  few  words  in  Gaelic  to  the  principal 
outlaw,  and,  when  he  fell  asleep,  to  a  tall  IligldaiuU'r  who 
acted  ;is  his  lieutenant,  and  seemed  to  keep  watch  during  his 
repose.  Those  who  entei-ed  seemed  to  have  returned  from  some 
excursifjn,  of  which  they  re])orted  the  success,  and  went  with- 
out farther  ceremony  to  the  larder,  where,  cutting  witli  their 
dirks  their  rations  from  tlie  carcasses  which  were  there  sus- 
pended, they  proceeded  to  l)roil  and  eat  them  at  their  own 
pleasure  and  leisure.  The  lifjuor  wa,s  under  strict  reguhition, 
being  starved  out  eitlier  by  l>oiiald  himself,  his  liiMitenant,  or 
the  stiajiping  Highland  girl  aforesaid,  who  was  the  only  fe- 
male that  appeared.  The  allowance  of  whisky,  however,  would 
have  appeared  prodigal  to  any  btit  Highlanders,  who,  living 
entirely  in  the  open  air  and  in  a  very  moist  climate,  can  con- 


150  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Biune   great  quantities  of  ardent  spirits   without   the   usual 
baneful  effects  either  upon  the  brain  or  constitution. 

At  length  the  iiuctuating  groups  began  to  swim  before  the 
eyes  of  our  hero  as  they  gradually  closed;  nor  did  he  reopen 
them  till  the  morning  sun  was  higli  on  the  lake  without, 
though  there  was  but  a  faint  and  glimmering  twilight  in  the 
recesses  of  Uaimh  an  Ki,  or  the  King's  Cavern,  as  the  abode 
of  Donald  Bean  Lean  was  proudly  denominated. 


CHAPTER  XVIII. 

WAVEKLET    PROCEEDS    ON    HIS    JOUKNET. 

When  Edward  had  collected  his  scattered  recollection,  he 
was  surprised  to  observe  the  cavern  totally  deserted.  Having 
ai'isen  and  put  his  diess  in  some  order,  he  looked  more  accu- 
rately rouud  him;  but  all  was  still  solitary.  If  it  had  not 
been  for  the  decayed  brands  of  the  fii-e,  now  sunk  into  grey 
ashes,  and  the  remnants  of  the  festival,  consisting  of  bones 
half  burnt  and  half  gnawed,  and  an  empty  keg  or  two,  there 
remained  no  traces  of  Donald  and  his  band.  "When  Waverley 
sallied  forth  to  the  entrance  of  the  cave,  he  perceived  that 
the  jjoint  of  rock,  on  which  remained  the  marks  of  last  night's 
beacon,  was  accessible  by  a  small  path,  either  natural  or 
roughly  hf'wn  iii  the  rock,  along  the  little  inlet  of  water 
whicli  ran  a  few  yards  up  into  the  cavern,  where,  as  in  a 
wet-dock,  the  skiff  which  brought  him  there  the  night  before 
was  stiU  lying  moored.  When  he  reached  the  small  project- 
ing platform  on  which  the  Ijeacon  had  been  estaljlished,  he 
would  liave  Ijelieved  his  farther  progress  by  land  impossible, 
only  that  it  was  scarce  probable  but  what  the  inhabitants  of 
the  cavern  had  some  mode  of  issuing  from  it  otherwise  than 
by  the  lake.  Accordingly,  he  soon  observed  three  or  four 
shelving  steps,  or  ledges  of  rocks,  at  the  very  extremity  of 
the  little  platform;  and,  making  iise  of  them  as  a  staircase, 
he  clambered  by  their  means  around  the  projecting  shoulder 


WAVERLEY.  151 

of  the  crag  on  which  the  cayern  opened,  and,  descending  with 
some  dithculty  on  the  other  side,  he  gained  the  wild  and  pre- 
cipitous shores  of  a  Highland  loch,  about  four  miles  in  length 
and  a  mile  and  a  half  across,  surrounded  by  heathy  and  sav- 
age mountains,  on  the  crests  of  which  the  morning  mist  was 
still  sleeping. 

Looking  back  to  the  place  from  which  he  came,  he  could 
not  help  admiring  the  address  which  had  adopted  a  retreat  of 
such  seclusion  and  secrecy.  The  rock,  round  the  shoulder  of 
which  he  had  turned  by  a  few  imperceptible  notches,  that 
barely  afforded  place  for  the  foot,  seemed,  in  looking  back 
upon  it,  a  huge  precipice,  which  barred  all  farther  passage  by 
the  sh(jres  of  the  lake  in  that  direction.  There  could  be  no 
possibility,  the  breadth  of  the  lake  considered,  of  descrying 
the  entrance  of  the  narrow  and  low-browed  cave  from  the 
other  side;  so  that,  unless  the  retreat  had  been  sought  for 
with  lx)ats,  or  disclosed  by  treachery,  it  might  be  a  safe  and 
secret  residence  to  its  garrison  as  long  as  they  were  supplied 
with  provisions.  Having  satisfied  his  curiosity  in  these  par- 
ticulars, Waverley  looked  around  for  Evan  Dhu  and  his  at- 
tendant, who,  he  rightly  judged,  would  be  at  no  great  dis- 
taiK-e,  whatever  niiglit  liav(i  l)e('()me  of  Donald  Bean  Lean  and 
his  i)arty,  wliose  mode  of  life  was,  of  course,  lial)le  to  sudiitMi 
migrations  of  abode.  Accordingly,  at  the  distance  of  about 
half  a  mile,  he  beheld  a  Highlander  (Evan  apparently)  angling 
in  th«'  lake,  with  another  attending  him,  whom,  from  tlie 
weapon  whicli  he  shouldered,  he  recognised  for  his  friend 
with  tluj  battle-axe. 

iMucdi  nearer  to  the  mouth  of  the  cave  he  heard  the  notes 
of  a  lively  Gaelic  song,  guided  by  wliidi,  in  a  sunny  recess, 
8lia<le(I  by  a  glittering  birch  tree,  and  carpeted  with  a  bank  of 
firm  white  sand,  lie  found  the  damsel  of  the  ('jivern,  wliose  lay 
liiid  already  reached  him,  bu.sy,  to  the  best  of  lier  power,  iu 
arranging  to  advantage  a  morning  repast  of  milk,  eggs,  bar- 
ley-bread, fresh  butter,  and  honeycomb.  The  ])Oor  girl  liad 
already  made  a  circuit  of  four  miles  that  morning  in  search 
of  tlm  e^^s,  of  the  meal  whi<'li  baked  her  cakes,  and  of  Iho 
other  materials  of  the   breakfast,  being  all  delicacies  which 


152  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

she  had  to  beg  or  borrow  from  distant  cottagers.  The  fol- 
lowers of  Donald  Bean  Lean  used  little  food  except  the  flesh 
of  the  animals  Avhich  they  drove  away  from  the  Lowlands; 
bread  itself  was  a  delicacy  seldom  thought  of,  because  hard 
to  be  obtained,  and  all  the  domestic  accommodations  of  milk, 
poultry,  butter,  etc.,  were  out  of  the  question  in  this  Scythian 
camp.  Yet  it  must  not  be  omitted  that,  although  Alice  had 
ocupied  a  ])art  of  the  morning  in  providing  those  accommoda- 
tions for  her  guest  which  the  cavern  did  not  afford,  she  had 
secured  time  also  to  arrange  her  own  person  in  her  best  trim. 
Her  finery  was  very  simple.  A  short  russet-coloured  jacket 
and  a  petticoat  of  scanty  longitude  was  her  whole  dress ;  but 
these  were  clean,  and  neatly  arranged.  A  piece  of  scarlet 
embroidered  cloth,  called  the  snood,  confined  her  hair,  which 
fell  over  it  in  a  profusion  of  rich  dark  curls.  The  scarlet 
plaid,  which  formed  part  of  her  dress,  was  laid  aside,  that  it 
might  not  impede  her  activity  in  attending  the  stranger.  I 
should  forget  Alice's  proudest  ornament  were/- 1  to  omit  men- 
tioning a  pair  of  gold  earrings  and  a  golden  rosary,  which  her 
father  (for  she  was  the  daughter  of  Donald  Bean  Lean)  had 
brought  from  France,  the  plunder,  probably,  of  some  battle  or 
storm. 

Her  form,  though,  rather  large  for  her  years,  was  very  well 
proportioned,  and  her  demeanour  had  a  natural  and  rustic 
grace,  with  nothing  of  th.j  sheepishness  of  an  ordinary  peas- 
ant. The  smiles,  displaying  a  row  of  teeth  of  exquisite  white- 
ness, and  the  laughing  eyes,  with  which,  in  dumb  show,  she 
gave  Waverley  tliat  morning  greeting  Avhich  she  wanted  Eng- 
lish words  to  express,  might  have  been  interpreted  by  a  cox- 
comb, or  perhaps  by  a  young  soldier  who,  without  being  such, 
was  conscious  of  a  handsome  person,  as  meant  to  convey  more 
than  the  courtpsy  of  an  hostess.  Kor  do  I  take  it  upon  me  to 
say  that  the  little  wild  mountaineer  would  have  welcomed  any 
staid  old  gentleman  advanced  in  life,  the  Baron  of  Bradwar- 
dine,  for  example,  with  the  cheerful  pains  which  she  bestowed 
upon  Edward's  accommodation.  She  seemed  eager  to  place 
him  by  the  meal  which  she  had  so  sedulously  arranged,  and 
to  which  she  now  added  a  few  bunches  of  cranberries,  gathered 


WAVERLEY.  153 

in  an  adjacent  morass.  Having  had  the  satisfaction  of  seeing 
him  seated  at  his  breakfast,  she  placed  herself  demurely 
upon  a  stone  at  a  few  yards'  distance,  and  appeared  to 
watch  with  great  complacency  for  some  opportunity  of  serv- 
ing him. 

Evan  and  his  attendant  now  returned  slowly  along  the 
beach,  the  latter  bearing  a  large  salmon-trout,  the  produce 
of  the  morning's  sport,  together  with  the  angliug-rod,  while 
Evan  strolled  forward,  with  an  easy,  self-satislied,  and  im- 
portant gait,  towards  the  spot  where  Waverley  was  so  agree- 
ably employed  at  the  breakfast-table.  After  morning  greetings 
had  i)a.ssed  on  both  sides,  and  Evan,  looking  at  Waverley,  had 
said  something  in  Gaelic  to  Alice,  which  made  her  laugh,  yet 
colour  up  to  her  eyes,  through  a  complexion  well  embrowned 
by  sun  and  wind,  Evan  intimated  his  commands  that  the  fish 
should  be  prepared  for  breakfast.  A  spark  from  the  lock  of 
his  pistol  produced  a  light,  and  a  few  withered  fir  branches 
were  quickly  in  flame,  and  as  s])eedily  reduced  to  hot  embers, 
on  which  the  trout  was  broiled  in  large  slices.  To  crown  the 
repast,  Evan  produced  from  the  pocket  of  his  short  jerkin  a 
large  scallop  shell,  and  from  under  tlie  folds  of  his  plaid  a 
ram's  horn  full  of  whisky.  Of  this  he  took  a  copious  dram, 
oljscrviiig  he.  had  already  taken  his  morn  in;/  with  Donald  lieaii 
Lean  befcuo  his  de])arture;  he  olfered  the  same  cordial  to 
Alice  and  to  Edward,  which  they  both  declined.  With  the 
bounteous  air  of  a  lord,  Evan  then  i)roffered  the  scallop  to 
Dugald  Mahony,  his  attendant,  who,  without  waiting  to  be 
asked  a  seeond  time,  drank  it  (^)ff  with  great  gusto.  Evan 
then  ))rej)ared  to  nu)ve  towards  the  l)oat,  inviting  Waverhiy  to 
attend  liiin.  Meanwhile,  Alice  had  made  uj)  in  a  small  basket 
what  she  thouglit  wortli  removing,  and  flinging  her  phiid 
around  her,  she  advanced  u])  to  Edward,  and  with  the  utmost 
BiTn|)lifity,  taking  hohl  of  his  liand,  offered  her  clieek  to  his 
salute,  droj)j)ing  at  tlio  same  time  her  little  courtesy.  Evan, 
who  was  esteemed  a  wag  among  the  mountain  fair,  adranced 
as  if  to  secure  a  similar  favour;  l>ut  Alice,  snatching  u])  her 
basket,  escaped  up  the  rocky  bank  as  fleetly  as  a  roe,  and, 
turning  round  and  laughing,  called  something  out  to  him  in 


164  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

(raelic,  "which  he  answered  in  the  same  tone  and  language: 
then,  waving  her  hand  to  Edward,  she  resumed  her  road,  and 
\v;i3  soon  lost  among  the  thickets,  though  they  continued  for 
some  time  to  hear  her  lively  carol,  as  she  proceeded  gaily  on 
lier  solitary  journey. 

They  now  again  entered  the  gorge  of  the  cavern,  and  step- 
ping into  the  boat,  the  Highlander  pushed  olf,  and,  taking 
advantage  of  the  morning  breeze,  hoisted  a  clumsy  sort  of 
sail,  while  Evan  assumed  the  helm,  directing  their  course,  as 
it  appeared  to  Waverley,  rather  higher  up  the  lake  than  tow- 
ards the  place  of  his  embarkation  on  the  preceding  night.  As 
they  glided  along  the  silver  mirror,  Evan  opened  the  conver- 
sation ^vith  a  panegyric  upon  Alice,  who,  he  said,  was  both 
can  III/  and  feadij\  and  was,  to  the  boot  of  all  that,  the  best 
dancer  of  a  strathspey  in  the  whole  strath.  Edward  assented 
to  her  praises  bo  far  as  he  understood  them,  yet  could  not  help 
regretting  that  she  was  condemned  to  such  a  perilous  and  dis- 
mal  life. 

"Oich!  for  that,"  said  Evan,  "there  is  nothing  in  Perth- 
shire that  she  need  want,  if  slie  ask  her  father  to  fetch  it, 
xmless  it  be  too  hot  or  too  heavy." 

"  P>ut  to  be  the  daughter  of  a  cattle-stealer ! — a  common 
thief!" 

*'  Common  thief !  — no  such  thuig :  Donald  Bean  Lean  never 
lifted  less  than  a  drove  in  his  life." 

"  Do  you  call  him  an  uncommon  thief,  then?" 

"  Xo ;  he  that  steals  a  cow  from  a  poor  widow,  or  a  stirk 
from  a  cottar,  is  a  thief;  he  that  lifts  a  drove  from  a  Sas- 
senjich  laiid  is  a  gentleman-drover.  And,  besides,  to  take  a 
tree  from  the  forest,  a  salmon  from  the  river,  a  deer  from  the 
hill,  or  a  cow  from  a  Lowland  strath,  is  what  no  Highlander 
need  ever  think  shame  upon." 

"  r>ut  what  can  this  end  in,  were  he  taken  in  such  an 
ajprojniation?" 

"  To  l>e  sure  he  would  die  for  the  law,  as  many  a  jjretty  man 
has  done  before  him." 

"Die  for  the  law!" 

"  Ay  J  that  is,  with  the  law,  or  by  the  law ;  be  strapped  up 


WAVERLET.  155 

on  the  kind  gallows  of  Crieff, '  where  his  father  died,  and  his 
good  sii'B  died,  and  where  I  hojje  he'll  live  to  die  himsell,  if 
he's  not  shot,  or  slashed,  in  a  creagh." 

"  You  hope  such  a  death  for  your  friend,  Evan?" 

"And  that  do  I  e'en;  would  you  have  me  wish  him  to  die 
on  a  bimdle  of  wet  straw  in  yon  den  of  his,  like  a  mangy 
tyke?" 

"  But  what  becomes  of  Alice,  then?" 

"  Troth,  if  such  an  accident  were  to  happen,  as  her  father 
woidd  not  need  her  help  ony  langer,  I  ken  nought  to  hinder 
me  to  marry  her  mysell." 

"Gallantly  resolved,"  said  Edward;  "but,  in  the  mean 
while,  Evan,  what  has  your  father-in-law  (that  shall  be,  if 
he  have  the  good  fortune  to  be  hanged)  done  with  the  Baron's 
cattle?" 

"Oich,"  answered  Evan,  "they  were  all  trudging  before 
your  lad  and  Allan  Kennedy  before  the  sun  blinked  ower 
Ben  Lawers  this  morning;  and  they'll  be  in  the  pass  of  Bally- 
Brough  by  this  time,  in  th(dv  Avay  back  to  the  parks  of  Tully- 
Veolan,  all  but  two,  that  were  uuhajjpily  slaughtered  before  I 
got  last  night  to  Uaimh  an  Ri." 

"  And  where  are  we  going,  Evan,  if  I  may  be  so  bold  as  to 
aak?"  said  "Wavcrley. 

"  Wliere  would  you  bo  ganging,  but  to  the  Laird's  ain  house 
of  Gleunaquoich?  Yet  would  not  think  to  be  in  his  country, 
without  ganging  to  see  him?  It  would  bo  as  much  as  a  man's 
life's  worth." 

"And  are  we  far  from  Glennaquoich?" 

" ]5ut  live  bits  of  miles;  and  Vifh  ian  Vohr  will  meet  us." 

In  aljout  half  an  liour  tliey  reached  the  ujiper  end  of  the 
lake,  wliere,  after  landing  Waverley,  the  two  Highlanders 
drew  tlio  boat  into  a  little  creek  among  tliick  fhigs  and  nieds, 
wluMo  it  lay  j)erfectly  conceaU'd.  Tlio  oars  they  jiut  in  an- 
otlier  i)];u;o  of  concealment,  botli  for  tlie  use  (;f  Donald  Bean 
Lean  probably,  when  his  occasions  should  next  bring  him  to 
that  ])la('e. 

The  travellers  followed  for  some  time  a  delightfid  opening 
Sec  Kind  Gallowa  of  CriefT.    Note  17. 


n-"     '    '    \.- 


156  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

into  the  hills,  down  which  a  little  brook  found  its  way  to  the 
lake,  ^^'hen  they  had  pursued  their  walk  a  short  distance, 
Waverley  renewed  his  questions  about  their  host  of  the  cavern. 

'•  Does  he  always  reside  in  that  cave?" 

"Out,  no!  it's  past  the  skill  of  man  to  tell  where  he's  to 
be  found  at  a'  times ;  there's  not  a  dern  nook,  or  cove,  or  cor- 
rie,  in  tlie  whole  country  that  he's  not  acquainted  with." 

"  And  do  others  beside  your  master  shelter  him?" 

*" ;My  master?  iliy  master  is  in  Heaven,"  answered  Evan, 
haughtily;  and  then  immediately  assuming  his  usual  civility 
of  manner,  "  but  you  mean  my  Chief ; — no,  he  does  not  shelter 
Donald  Bean  Lean,  nor  any  that  are  like  him;  he  only  allows 
him  (with  a  smile)  wood  and  water." 

*'  No  great  boon,  I  should  think,  Evan,  when  both  seem  to 
be  very  plenty." 

*'  Ah !  but  ye  dinna  see  through  it.  When  I  say  wood  and 
water,  I  mean  the  loch  and  the  land;  and  I  fancy  Donald 
would  be  put  till't  if  the  Laird  were  to  look  for  him  wi' 
thrppscore  men  in  the  wood  of  Kailychat  yonder ;  and  if  our 
boats,  with  a  score  or  twa  mair,  were  to  come  down  the  loch 
to  Uaimh  an  Ri,  headed  by  my  sell,  or  ony  other  pretty 
man." 

"  But  suppose  a  strong  party  came  against  him  from  the 
Low  CJountry,  would  not  your  Chief  defend  him?" 

*'  Na,  he  would  not  ware  the  spark  of  a  flint  for  him — if 
they  came  with  the  law." 

"And  what  must  Donald  do,  then?" 

'*  He  behoved  to  rid  this  country  of  himsell,  and  fall  back, 
it  may  be,  over  the  moimt  upon  Letter  Scriven." 

"  And  if  he  were  pursued  to  that  place?" 

**'  I'se  warrant  he  would  go  to  his  cousin's  at  Rannoch." 

"  Well,  but  if  they  followed  him  to  Rannoch." 

"That,"  quoth  Evan,  "is  beyond  all  belief;  and,  indeed,  to 
tell  you  the  truth,  there  durst  not  a  Lowlander  iji  all  Scotland 
follow  the  fray  a  gunshot  beyond  Bally-Brough,  unless  he 
had  the  help  of  the  iSidier  Dhu." 

"  "\Miom  do  you  call  so?" 

"  The   Sidier  Dhu  ?   the  black  soldier ;   that  is  what  they 


.       WAVERLEY.  167 

call  the  independent  companies  that  were  raised  to  keep  peace 
and  law  in  the  Highlands.  Vich  Ian  Vohr  commanded  one  of 
them  for  five  years,  and  I  was  sergeant  myself,  I  shall  war- 
rant ye.  They  call  them  Sidier  Dhu  because  they  wear  the 
tartans,  as  they  call  your  men — King  George's  men — Sidier 
Roy,  or  red  soldiers." 

"  Well,  but  when  you  were  in  King  George's  pay,  Evan, 
you  were  surely  King  George's  soldiers?" 

"  Troth,  and  you  must  ask  Vich  Ian  Vohr  about  that ;  for 
we  are  for  his  king,  and  care  not  much  which  o'  them  it  is. 
At  ony  rate,  nobody  can  say  we  are  King  George's  men  now, 
when  we  have  not  seen  his  pay  this  twelvemonth. " 

This  last  argument  admitted  of  no  reply,  nor  did  Edward 
attempt  any ;  he  rather  chose  to  bring  back  the  discourse  to 
Donald  liean  Lean.  "  Does  Donald  confine  himself  to  cattle, 
or  does  he  lift,  as  you  call  it,  anything  else  that  comes  in  his 
way?" 

"  Troth,  he's  nae  nice  body,  and  he'll  just  tak  onything, 
but  most  readily  cattle,  horse,  or  live  Christians;  for  sheep 
are  sh^w  of  travel,  and  insight  plenishing  is  cumbrous  to 
carry,  and  not  easy  to  put  away  for  siller  in  this  coimtry." 

"  But  does  he  carry  off  men  and  women?" 

"Out,  ay.  Did  not  ye  hear  him  sjieak  o'  the  Perth  bailief 
It  cost  that  Ixxly  iive  hundred  merks  ere  ho  got  to  the  south 
of  Bally-Hrough.  And  ance  Donald  played  a  ^iretty  sport.' 
There  was  to  be  a  blythe  bridal  between  the  Lady  ( Iramfeezer, 
in  the  howe  o'  the  Mearns  (she  was  the  auld  laiid's  Avidow, 
and  no  sao  young  as  she  had  been  hersell),  and  young  (Jillie- 
whackit,  who  had  spent  liis  heirship  and  movaliles,  like  a 
gentleman,  at  eof.k-matches,  bull- baitings,  horse-races,  and 
the  like.  Now,  ])onald  liean  Lean,  being  aware  that  the 
bridegroom  wfw  in  request,  and  wanting  Ut  cleik  the  cnnzie 
(tliat  is,  tr)  hook  the  siller),  ho  cannily  carri<'d  off  CJillio- 
whaekit  ae  night  when  ho  wivs  riditig  (Inverinf/  lianie  (wi'  the 
malt  rather  abune  the  meal),  and  with  the  help  of  Ids  gilliea 
he  gat  him  int/>  the  hills  with  the  speed  of  light,  and  tlie  first 
place  he  wakened  in  was  the  cove  of  Uaimh  an  Ri.     So  ther* 

I  See  Catcrans.    Note  18. 


168  WAVERLEY  NOVEI.S. 

was  old  to  do  about  rausoming  the  bridegroom;  for  Donald 
would  not  lower  a  farthing  of  a  thousand  punds " 

"The  devil!" 

*'  Punds  Scottish,  ye  shall  understand.  And  the  lady  had 
not  the  siller  if  she  had  pawned  her  gown ;  and  they  applied 
to  the  governor  o'  Stirling  castle,  and  to  the  major  o'  the 
Black  Watch ;  and  the  governor  said  it  was  ower  far  to  the 
northward,  and  out  of  his  district;  and  the  major  said  his 
men  were  gane  hame  to  the  shearing,  and  he  would  not  call 
them  out  before  the  victual  was  got  in  for  all  the  Cramfeezers 
in  Christendom,  let  alane  the  Mearns,  for  that  it  would  preju- 
dice the  country.  And  in  the  meanwhile  ye'll  no  hinder  Gil- 
liewhackit  to  take  the  small-pox.  There  was  not  the  doctor 
in  Perth  or  Stirling  would  look  near  the  poor  lad;  and  I  can- 
not blame  them,  for  Donald  had  been  misguggled  by  ane  of 
these  doctors  about  Paris,  and  he  swore  he  would  fling  the 
first  into  the  loch  that  he  catched  beyond  the  pass.  However 
some  cailliachs  (that  is,  old  women)  that  were  about  Donald's 
hand  nursed  Gilliewhackit  sae  weel  that,  between  the  free 
open  air  in  the  cove  and  the  fresh  whey,  deil  an  he  did  not 
recover  maybe  as  weel  as  if  he  had  been  closed  in  a  glazed 
chamljer  and  a  bed  with  curtains,  and  fed  with  red  wine  and 
white  meat.  And  Donald  was  sae  vexed  about  it  that,  when 
he  was  stout  and  weel,  he  even  sent  him  free  hame,  and  said 
he  would  be  pleased  with  onything  they  would  like  to  gie  him 
for  the  jjlague  and  trouble  which  he  had  about  Gilliewhackit 
to  anunkenn'd  degree.  And  I  cannot  tell  you  precisely  how 
thfv  sorted;  but  they  agreed  sae  right  that  Donald  was  in- 
vited to  dance  at  the  wedding  in  his  Highland  trews,  and 
they  said  that  there  was  never  sae  meikle  siller  clinked  in 
his  purse  either  before  or  since.  And  to  the  boot  of  all  that, 
Gilliewhackit  said  that,  be  the  evidence  what  it  liked,  if  he 
had  the  luck  to  be  on  Donald's  inquest,  he  would  bring  him 
in  guilty  of  nothing  whatever,  unless  it  were  wilful  arson  or 
murder  under  trust." 

With  such  bald  and  disjointed  chat  Evan  went  on  illustrat- 
ing the  existing  state  of  the  Highlands,  more  perhaps  to  the 
amusement  of  Waverley  than  that  of  our  readers.     At  length, 


WAVERLEY.  159 

after  having  marched  over  bank  and  brae,  moss  and  heather, 
Edward,  though  not  unacquainted  with  the  Scottish  liberality 
in  coniputing  distance,  began  to  think  that  Evan's  five  miles 
were  nearly  doubled.  His  observation  on  the  large  measure 
which  the  Scottish  allowed  of  their  land,  in  comparison  to  the 
computation  of  their  money,  was  readily  answered  by  Evan 
with  the  old  jest,  *'  The  deil  take  them  wha  have  the  least 
pint  stoup."  ' 

And  now  the  report  of  a  gun  was  heard,  and  a  sportsman 
was  seen,  with  his  dogs  and  attendant,  at  the  upper  end  of 
the  glen.     "  Shoiigh,"  said  Dugald  Mahony,  "tat's  ta  Chief." 

"it  is  not,"  said  Evan,  imperiously.  "Do  you  think  he 
would  come  to  meet  a  Sassenach  duinhe-wassel  in  such  a  way 
as  that?" 

But  as  they  approached  a  little  nearer,  he  said,  with  an  ap- 
pearance of  mortitication,  "And  it  is  even  he,  sure  enough; 
and  lie  has  not  his  tail  on  after  all;  there  is  no  living  creature 
with  him  but  Callum  l>eg." 

In  fact,  Ferg\is  Mac-Ivor,  of  whom  a  Frenchman  might 
have  said  as  truly  as  of  any  man  in  the  Highlands,  "  Qu'il 
eonnmt  hum  ses  f/ens,"  had  no  idea  of  raising  himself  in  the 
eyes  of  an  P^nglish  young  man  of  fortune  by  appearing  with 
a  retinue  of  idl«  Highlanders  dis[)roi)ortioned  to  the  occasion. 
He  wjis  well  aware  that  such  an  unnecessary  attendance  would 
seem  to  Edward  rather  ludicrous  than  respectable;  and,  while 
few  men  were  more  attached  to  idcjis  of  chieftainship  and 
feudal  ]X)wer,  he  was,  for  that  very  reason,  cautions  of  exhib- 
iting ftxtenial  marks  of  dignity,  unless  at  the  time  and  in  the 
manner  when  they  were  most  likely  to  jjroduee  an  imposing 
effefjt.  Therefore,  although,  had  he  been  to  receive  a  brother 
chieftain,  he  wo>ild  y)robably  have  been  attended  by  all  that 
retinue  whieh  Evan  described  with  so  mueli  unetion,  he  judged 
it  more  respectable  to  advance  to  meet  Waverley  witli  a  single 

•  The  Scotch  nre  liberal  in  rompiiiinjt  fheir  luml  aiitl  liquor;  the  8cot- 
ti.sli  pint  corrcspori'ls  to  two  English  quarts.  As  for  their  coin,  every  ono 
knows  the  couplet  : 

IIow  can  the  rogues  pretend  to  sense? 
Their  pound  ia  only  twenty  pence. 


160  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

attendant,  a  very  handsome  Highland  boy,  who  carried  his 
master's  shooting-pouch  and  his  broadsword,  without  which 
he  seldom  went  abroad. 

"^Vheu  Fergus  and  Waverley  met,  the  latter  was  struck  with 
the  peculiar  grace  and  dignity  of  the  Chieftain's  figure. 
Above  the  middle  size  and  finely  proportioned,  the  Highland 
di-ess,  which  he  wore  in  its  simplest  mode,  set  off  his  person 
to  great  advantage.  He  wore  the  trews,  or  close  trowsers, 
made  of  tartan,  chequered  scarlet  and  white ;  in  other  partic- 
ulars his  dress  strictly  resembled  Evan's,  excepting  that  he 
had  no  weapon  save  a  dirk,  very  richly  mounted  with  silver. 
His  page,  as  we  have  said,  carried  his  claymore;  and  the 
fowling-piece,  which  he  held  in  his  hand,  seemed  only  de- 
signed for  sport.  He  had  shot  in  the  course  of  his  walk  some 
young  wild-ducks,  as,  though  close  time  was  then  unknown, 
the  broods  of  grouse  were  yet  too  young  for  the  sportsman. 
His  countenance  was  decidedly  Scottish,  with  all  the  pecu- 
liarities of  the  northern  physiognomy,  but  yet  had  so  little  of 
its  harshness  and  exaggeration  that  it  would  have  been  pro- 
nounced in  any  country  extremely  handsome.  The  martial 
air  of  the  bonnet,  with  a  single  eagle's  feather  as  a  distinc- 
tion, added  much  to  the  manly  appearance  of  his  head,  which 
was  besides  ornamented  with  a  far  more  natural  and  graceful 
cluster  of  close  black  curls  than  ever  were  exposed  to  sale  in 
Bond  Street. 

An  air  of  openness  and  affability  increased  the  favourable 
impression  derived  from  this  handsome  and  dignified  exterior. 
Yet  a  skilful  physiognomist  would  have  been  less  satisfied  with 
the  countenance  on  the  second  than  on  the  first  view.  The 
eyebrow  and  upper  lip  bespoke  something  of  the  habit  of 
peremptory  command  and  decisive  superiority.  Even  his  cour- 
tesy, though  open,  frank,  and  unconstrained,  seemed  to  indi- 
cate a  sense  of  personal  importance ;  and,  upon  any  check  or 
accidental  excitation,  a  sudden,  though  transient  lour  of  the 
eye  showed  a  hasty,  haughty,  and  vindictive  temper,  not  less 
to  be  dreaded  because  it  seemed  much  under  its  owner's  com- 
mand. In  short,  the  countenance  of  the  rihieftaiii  resembled 
a  smiling  summer's  day,  in  which,  notwithstanding,  we  ar« 


WAVERLET.  161 

made  sensible  by  certain,  though  slight  signs  that  it  may 
thunder  and  lighten  before  the  close  of  evening. 

It  was  not,  however,  upon  their  first  meeting  that  Edward 
had  an  opportunity  of  making  these  less  favourable  remarks. 
The  Chief  received  him  as  a  friend  of  the  Baron  of  Bradwar- 
dine,  with  the  utmost  expression  of  kindness  and  obligation 
for  the  visit;  upbraided  him  gently  with  choosing  so  rude  an 
abode  as  he  had  done  the  night  before;  and  entered  into  a 
lively  conversation  with  him  about  iJonald  Bean's  housekeep- 
ing, but  without  the  least  hint  as  to  his  predatory  habits,  or 
the  immediate  occasion  of  Waverley's  visit,  a  topic  which,  as 
the  Chief  did  not  introduce  it,  our  hero  also  avoided.  While 
they  walked  merrily  on  towards  the  house  of  Glennaquoich, 
Evan,  who  now  fell  respectfully  into  the  rear,  followed  with 
Galium  Beg  and  Dugald  Mahony, 

We  shall  take  the  opportunity  to  introduce  the  i-eader  to 
some  particulars  of  Fergus  Mac-Ivor's  character  and  history, 
which  were  not  completely  known  to  Waverley  till  after  a 
connection  which,  though  arising  from  a  circumstance  so  cas- 
ual, had  for  a  length  of  time  the  deepest  influence  upon  his 
charaf;ter,  actions,  and  prospects,  liut  this,  being  an  impor- 
tant subject,  must  form  the  commencement  of  a  new  chapter. 


CIIAI^TKR  XIX. 

TIIK    (  IIIKK     AM)     MIS     MANSIOV. 

Thk  ingenious  licentiate  Francisco  do  Ubeda,  when  he  com- 
menced liis  liistory  of  La  Flcara  ,/i/stina  Diez, — which,  by 
the  way,  is  one  of  the  most  rare  ])ooks  of  Siiauish  literature, 
— complained  of  his  pen  liaving  caught  up  a  liair,  and  forth- 
with begins,  with  more  elofjuenco  thaji  common  sense,  an 
affectionate  expostulation  with  tliat  useful  implement,  uj)- 
braiding  it  with  being  the  quill  of  a  goose, — a  bird  inconstant 
by  nature,  as  frequenting  the  tliree  elements  of  water,  (^arth, 
and  air   ij^differently,  and   being,   of    course,   "to  one   tiling 


162  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

constant  never."  Now  I  protest  to  thee,  gentle  reader,  that 
J  entirely  dissent  from  Francisco  de  Ubeda  in  this  matter, 
and  hold  it  the  most  useful  quality  of  my  pen,  that  it  can 
speedily  change  from  grave  to  gay,  and  from  description  and 
dialogue  to  narrative  and  character.  So  that  if  my  quill  dis- 
play no  other  properties  of  its  mother-goose  than  her  muta- 
bility, trnly  I  shall  be  well  pleased  j  and  I  conceive  that  you, 
my  worthy  friend,  will  have  no  occasion  for  discontent.  From 
the  jargon,  therefore,  of  the  Highland  gillies  I  pass  to  the 
character  of  their  Chief.  It  is  an  imj)ortant  examination,  and 
therefore,  like  Dogberry,  we  must  spare  no  wisdom. 

The  ancestor  of  Fergus  Mac-Ivor,  about  three  centuries  be- 
fore, had  set  up  a  claim  to  be  recognised  as  chief  of  the  numer- 
ous and  powerful  clan  to  which  he  belonged,  the  name  of 
which  it  is  unnecessary  to  mention.  Being  defeated  by  an 
opponent  who  had  more  justice,  or  at  least  more  force,  on 
his  side,  he  moved  southwards,  with  those  who  adhered  to 
him,  in  quest  of  new  settlements,  like  a  second  ^ueas.  The 
state  of  the  Perthshire  Highlands  favoured  his  purpose.  A 
gi-eat  baron  in  that  coimtry  had  lately  become  traitor  to  the 
crown;  Ian,  which  was  the  name  of  our  adventurer,  united 
himself  with  those  who  were  commissioned  by  the  king  to 
chastise  him,  and  did  such  good  service  that  he  obtained  a 
grant  of  the  property,  upon  which  he  and  his  posterity  after- 
wards resided.  He  followed  the  king  also  in  war  to  the  fer- 
tile regions  of  England,  where  he  employed  his  leisure  hours 
so  actively  in  raising  subsidies  among  the  boors  of  Northum- 
berland and  Durham,  that  upon  his  return  he  was  enabled  to 
erect  a  stone  tower,  or  fortalice,  so  much  admired  by  his  de- 
pendants and  neighbours  that  he,  avIio  had  hitherto  been  called 
Ian  Mac-Ivor,  or  John  the  son  of  Ivor,  was  thereafter  distin- 
guished, both  in  song  and  genealogy,  by  the  high  title  of 
I'lii  nan  Chaistel,  or  John  of  the  Tower.  The  descendants 
of  this  worthy  were  so  proud  of  him  that  the  reigning  chief 
always  bore  the  jjatronymic  title  of  Vich  Ian  Vohr,  i.e.,  the 
son  of  John  the  Great;  while  the  clan  at  large,  to  distinguish 
them  from  that  from  which  they  had  seceded,  were  denomi- 
nated Sliochd  nan  Ivor,  the  race  of  Ivor. 


WAVERLEY.  163 

The  father  of  Fergus,  the  tenth  in  direct  descent  from  John 
of  the  Tower,  engaged  heart  and  hand  in  the  insurrection  of 
1715,  and  was  forced  to  &y  to  France,  after  the  attempt  of 
that  year  in  favour  of  the  Stuarts  had  proved  unsuccessful. 
More  fortunate  than  other  fugitives,  he  obtained  employment 
in  the  French  service,  and  married  a  lady  of  rank  in  that 
kmgdom,  by  whom  he  had  two  childi-eu,  Fergus  and  his  siste'? 
Flora.  The  Scottish  estate  had  been  forfeited  and  exposed  to 
sale,  but  was  repurchased  for  a  small  price  in  the  name  of  the 
young  proprietor,  who  in  consequence  came  to  reside  upon  his 
native  domains.'  It  was  soon  perceived  that  he  possessed  a 
character  of  uncommon  acuteness,  fire,  and  ambition,  which; 
as  he  became  acquainted  with  the  state  of  the  country,  grad- 
ually assumed  a  mixed  and  peculiar  tone,  that  could  only  have 
been  acquired  Sixty  Years  since. 

Had  Fergus  lived  Sixty  Years  sooner  than  he  did,  he  would 
in  all  probability  have  wanted  the  polished  manner  and  knowl- 
edge of  the  world  which  he  now  i)Ossessed;  and  had  he  lived 
Sixty  Years  later,  his  ambiti(Jii  and  love  of  rule  would  have 
lacked  the  fuel  which  his  situation  now  afforded.  lie  was 
indeed,  within  his  little  circle,  as  perfect  a  politician  as  Cas- 
tru(;c.io  (/'astracani  himself.  He  applied  hims(>lf  with  great 
earnestness  to  a))i)ease  all  tlie  feuds  and  dissensions  which 
often  arose  among  other  clans  in  liis  neighbourhood,  so  that 
he  became  a  frequent  umpire  in  their  quarrels.  His  own  pa- 
triarchal jxjwer  he  strengthened  at  every  expense  which  his 
fortune  would  permit,  and  indeed  stret(;hed  liis  means  to  the 
uttermost  to  maintain  the  rude  and  ])]entiful  hospitality  wliicli 
was  the  most  valued  attribute  of  a  (^hiel'tain.  For  tlie  same 
reason  he  crowded  his  estate  with  a  tenantry,  hardy  indeed, 
and  fit  iov  tlie  |)urpo8e8  of  war,  but  greatly  outnumbering 
wliat  the  soil  was  cahnilated  to  maintain.  'I'liese  consisted 
chiefly  of  hi.s  own  clan,  not  one  of  wlioni  lie  sulTered  to  (piit 
his  lands  if  lie  could  j)ossii»ly  ]»revent  it.  liut  lie  maintained, 
besides,  many  adventurers  from  the  mother  8ej)t,  wlio  deserted 
a  less  warlike,  though  more  wealtliy  chief  to  do  homage  to 
Fergus  Mac-Ivor.  Other  individuals,  too,  who  liad  not  even 
«  See  Forfeited  Estates.     Note  19. 


J  64  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

that  apology,  were  nevertheless  received  into  his  allegiance, 
which  indeed  was  refused  to  none  who  were,  like  Poins,  jn-oper 
men  of  their  hands,  and  were  willing  to  assume  the  name  of 
Mac -Ivor. 

He  was  enabled  to  discipline  these  forces,  from  having  ob- 
tained command  of  one  of  the  independent  companies  raised 
by  government  to  preserve  the  peace  of  the  Highlands. 
While  in  this  capacity  he  acted  with  vigour  and  spirit,  and 
preserved  great  order  in  the  country  under  his  charge.  He 
caused  his  vassals  to  enter  by  rotation  into  his  company,  and 
serve  for  a  certain  space  of  time,  which  gave  them  all  in  turn 
'a  general  notion  of  military  discipline.  In  his  campaigns 
against  the  banditti,  it  was  observed  that  he  assumed  and  ex- 
ercised to  the  utmost  the  discretionary  power  which,  while  the 
law  had  no  free  course  in  the  Highlands,  was  conceived  to  be- 
long to  the  military  parties  who  were  called  in  to  support  it. 
He  acted,  for  example,  with  great  and  suspicious  lenity  to 
those  freebooters  who  made  restitution  on  his  summons  and 
offered  personal  submission  to  himself,  while  he  rigorously 
pursued,  apprehended,  and  sacrificed  to  justice  all  such  in- 
terlopers as  dared  to  despise  his  admonitions  or  commands. 
On  the  other  hand,  if  any  officers  of  justice,  military  parties, 
or  others,  presumed  to  pursue  thieves  or  marauders  through 
his  territories,  and  without  applying  for  his  consent  and  con- 
currence, nothing  was  more  certain  than  that  they  would  meet 
with  some  notable  foil  or  defeat ;  upon  which  occasions  Fergus 
Mac-Ivor  was  the  first  to  condole  with  them,  and,  after  gently 
blaming  their  rashness,  never  failed  deeply  to  lament  the  law- 
less state  of  the  country.  These  lamentations  did  not  exclude 
suspicion,  and  matters  were  so  represented  to  government  that 
our  Chieftain  was  dejjrived  of  his  military  command.' 

Whatever  Fergus  Mac-Ivor  felt  on  this  occasion,  he  had  the 
art  of  entirely  suppressing  every  appearance  of  discontent; 
but  in  a  short  time  the  neighbouring  country  began  to  feel 
bad  effects  from  his  disgrace.  Donald  Bean  Lean,  and  others 
of  his  class,  whose  depredations  had  hitherto  been  confined  to 
other  districts,  appeared  from  thenceforward  to  have  made  a 
»  See  Highland  Policy.    Note  20. 


WAVERLEY.  166 

settlement  on  this  devoted  border;  and  their  ravages  were 
carried  on  with  little  opposition,  as  the  Lowland  gentry  were 
chiefly  Jacobites,  and  disarmed.  This  forced  many  of  the 
mhabitants  into  contracts  of  black-mail  with  Fergus  Mac-Ivor, 
which  not  only  established  him  their  protector,  and  gave  him 
great  weight  in  all  their  consultations,  but,  moreover,  supplied 
funds  for  the  waste  of  his  feudal  hospitality,  which  the  dis- 
continuance of  his  pay  might  have  otherwise  essentially  di- 
minished. 

In  following  this  course  of  conduct,  Fergus  had  a  further 
object  tlian  merely  being  the  great  man  of  his  neighbourhood, 
and  ruling  des{)otically  over  a  small  clan.  From  his  infancy 
upward  he  had  devoted  himself  to  the  cause  of  tlie  exiled 
family,  and  had  persuaded  himself,  not  only  that  their  resto- 
ration to  the  crown  of  Britain  would  be  speedy,  but  that  those 
who  assisted  tliem  would  be  raised  to  honour  and  rank.  It 
was  with  this  view  that  he  laboured  to  reconcile  the  High- 
landers among  themselves,  and  augmented  his  own  foico  to 
tlu*  utmost,  to  be  prepared  for  the  first  favourable  0})])()rtuiiity 
of  rising.  With  this  purpose  also  he  conciliated  the  favour 
of  such  Lowland  gentlemen  in  the  vicinity  as  were  friends  to 
the  good  cause;  and  for  the  same  reason,  having  incautiously 
quarrelled  with  Mr.  liradwardiiie,  Avho,  notwithstanding  his 
peculiarities,  was  much  respected  in  the  country,  he  took  ad- 
vantage of  the  foray  of  Donald  Bean  Lean  to  solder  up  the 
dispute  in  the  manner  we  have  mentioned.  Some,  indeed, 
surmised  that  he  cau.sed  the  enteri)rise  to  be  suggested  to 
Donahl,  on  ]tur]K)se  t/)  pave  the  way  to  a  reconciliation,  wliich, 
supposing  that  to  be  the  case,  cost  the  Laird  of  liradwardino 
twf)  good  )iiil(rh  cows.  Tliis  zeal  in  their  behalf  the  House  of 
Stuart  repaid  with  a  considerable  share  of  their  coniidenoe,  an 
occasional  supply  of  louis-d'or,  abundance  of  fair  words,  and 
a  j)an']inient,  with  a  Inige  waxen  seal  appended,  ])uri)orting  to 
be  an  earl's  patent,  granted  by  no  less  A  ])erson  than  .lames 
the  Tliird  King  of  England,  and  Eighth  King  of  Scotland,  to 
his  right  feal,  trusty,  and  well-beloved  Fergus  Mac-Tvor  of 
rrleinia/iuoich,  in  the  county  of  Perth,  and  kingdom  of  Scot- 
land. 


160  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

With  this  future  coronet  glittering  before  his  eyes,  Fergus 
phinged  deeply  into  the  correspondence  and  plots  of  that  un- 
happy period;  and,  like  all  such  active  agents,  easily  recon- 
ciled his  conscience  to  going  certain  lengths  in  the  service  of 
his  party,  from  which  honour  and  pride  would  have  deterred 
him  had  his  sole  object  been  the  direct  advancement  of  his 
o^v^l  personal  interest.  With  this  insight  into  a  bold,  ambi- 
tious, and  ardent,  yet  artful  and  politic  character,  we  resume 
the  broken  tliread  of  our  narrative. 

The  chief  and  his  guest  had  by  this  time  reached  the  house 
of  Glennaquoich,  which  consisted  of  Ian  nan  Chaistel's  man- 
sion, a  high  rude-looking  square  tower,  with  the  addition  of 
a  lofted  house,  that  is,  a  building  of  two  stories,  eonsti-ucted 
by  Fergus's  grandfather  when  he  returned  from  that  memor- 
able expedition,  well  remembered  by  the  western  shires  under 
the  name  of  the  Highland  Host.  Upon  occasion  of  this  cru- 
sade against  the  Ayrshire  Whigs  and  Covenanters,  the  Vich 
Ian  Yohr  of  the  time  had  probably  been  as  successful  as  his 
predecessor  was  in  harrying  Northumberland,  and  therefore 
left  to  his  posterity  a  rival  edifice  as  a  monument  of  his  mag- 
nificence. 

Around  the  house,  which  stood  on  an  eminence  in  the  midst 
of  a  narrow  Highland  valley,  there  appeared  none  of  that  at- 
tention to  convenience,  far  less  to  ornament  and  decoration, 
■which  usually  surrounds  a  gentleman's  habitation.  An  in- 
closure  or  two,  divided  by  dry-stone  waUs,  were  the  only  part 
of  the  domain  that  was  fenced;  as  to  the  rest,  the  narrow 
slips  of  level  ground  which  lay  by  the  side  of  the  brook  ex- 
hibited a  scanty  crop  of  barley,  liable  to  constant  depreda- 
tions from  the  herds  of  wild  ponies  and  black  cattle  that 
grazed  upon  the  adjacent  hills.  These  ever  and  anon  made 
an  incursion  ujKjn  the  arable  ground,  which  was  repelled  by 
tlie  loud,  uncouth,  and  dissonant  shouts  of  half-a-dozen  High- 
land Hwains,  all  miming  as  if  they  had  been  mad,  and  every 
one  hallooing  a  half -starved  dog  to  the  rescue  of  the  forage. 
At  a  little  distance  up  the  glen  was  a  small  and  stunted  wood 
of  birch;  the  hills  were  high  and  heathy,  but  without  any 
variety  of  surface ;  so  that  the  whole  view  was  wild  and  deso- 


WAVERLET.  167 

late  rather  than  grand  and  solitary.  Yet,  such  as  it  "was,  no 
genuine  descendant  of  Ian  nan  Chaistel  would  have  changed 
the  domain  for  Stow  or  Blenheim. 

There  was  a  sight,  however,  before  the  gate,  which  perhaps 
would  have  afforded  the  first  owner  of  Blenheim  more  pleasure 
than  the  finest  view  in  the  domain  assigned  to  him  by  the 
gi-atitude  of  his  country.  This  consisted  of  about  a  hundred 
Highlanders,  in  complete  dress  and  arms ;  at  sight  of  whom 
the  Chieftain  apologised  to  Waverley  in  a  sort  of  negligent 
manner.  "  He  had  forgot, "  he  said,  "  that  he  had  ordered  a 
few  of  his  clan  out,  for  the  purpose  of  seeing  that  they  were 
in  a  fit  condition  to  protect  the  country,  and  prevent  such 
accidents  as,  he  was  sorry  to  learn,  had  befallen  the  Baron  of 
Bradwardine.  Before  they  were  dismissed,  perhaps  Captain 
Waverley  might  choose  to  see  them  go  through  a  part  of  their 
exercise. " 

Edward  assented,  and  the  men  executed  with  agility  and 
precision  some  of  the  ordinary  military  movements.  They 
then  i)ractised  individually  at  a  mark,  and  slioAved  extraordi- 
nary dexterity  in  the  management  of  the  pistol  and  firelock. 
They  took  aim,  standing,  sitting,  leaning,  or  lying  prostrate, 
as  they  were  commanded,  and  always  with  effect  upon  the 
target.  Next,  tlicy  jciired  off  for  tlie  In-oadsword  exercise; 
and,  having  manifested  tlieir  individual  skill  and  dexterity, 
united  in  two  l)odies,  and  exliibited  a  sort  of  mock  encounter, 
in  which  the  charge,  the  rally,  tlie  fliglit,  the  pursviit,  and  all 
the  current  of  a  heady  fight,  were  exhibited  to  the  sound  of 
tlie  great  war  bagpipe. 

On  a  signal  made  by  tlie  Chief,  tlie  skirmish  was  ended. 
Matches  were  then  made  for  running,  wrestling,  leaping, 
pitching  the  bar,  and  other  sports,  in  which  this  feudiil  inilitia 
displayed  incredible  swiftness,  strengtli,  and  agility;  and  ac- 
com])lislied  tlio  pnr])ose  wliifh  their  Chieftain  liad  at  licart,  by 
imi)ressing  on  Waverley  no  liglit  sense  of  their  merit  as  soldiers, 
and  of  the  jKJwer  of  him  wl)0  commanded  them  by  liis  nod.' 

"  And  what  number  of  such  gallant  fellows  have  the  liappi- 

Bess  to  call  you  leader?"  :usked  Waverley. 

•  See  Highland  Discipline.    Note  21. 
8  Vol.  1 


168  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"  lu  a  good  caiise,  and  under  a  chieftain  whom  they  loved, 
the  race  of  Ivor  have  seldom  taken  the  field  under  five  hun- 
di-ed  claymores.  But  you  are  aware,  Captain  Waverley,  that 
the  disarming  act,  passed  about  twenty  years  ago,  prevents 
their  being  in  the  complete  state  of  preparation  as  in  former 
times ;  and  I  keep  no  more  of  my  clan  under  arms  than  may 
defend  my  own  or  my  friends'  property,  when  the  country  is 
troubled  with  such  men  as  your  last  night's  landlord;  and 
government,  which  has  removed  other  means  of  defence,  must 
connive  at  our  protecting  ourselves." 

"  But,  with  your  force,  you  might  soon  destroy  or  put  down 
Buch  gangs  as  that  of  Donald  Bean  Lean." 

"Yes,  doubtless;  and  my  reward  would  be  a  summons  to 
deliver  up  to  General  Blakeney,  at  Stirling,  the  few  broad- 
swords they  have  left  us ;  there  were  little  policy  in  that,  nie- 
thinks.  But  come,  captain,  the  sound  of  the  pipes  informs 
me  that  dinner  is  prepared.  Let  me  have  the  honour  to  show 
you  into  my  rude  mansion." 


CHAPTER  XX. 

A    HIGHLAND    FEAST. 


Err  Waverley  entered  the  banqueting  hall,  he  was  offered 
the  patriarchal  refreshment  of  a  bath  for  the  feet,  which  the 
sultry  weather,  and  the  morasses  he  had  traversed,  rendered 
highly  acceptable.  He  was  not,  indeed,  so  luxuriously  at- 
tended upon  this  occasion  as  the  heroic  travellers  in  the  Odys- 
sey; the  task  of  ablution  and  abstersion  being  performed,  not 
by  a  beautiful  damsel,  trained 

To  chafe  the  limb,  and  pour  the  fragrant  oil, 

but  by  a  smoke-dried  skinny  old  Highland  woman,  who  did 
not  seem  t^j  think  herself  much  honoured  by  the  duty  imposed 
upon  her,  but  muttered  between  her  teeth,  "  Our  fathers'  herds 
did  not  feed  so  near  together  that  I  should  do  you  this  ser- 
vice."    A  small  donation,  however,  amply  reconciled  this  an- 


'  The  ardor  of  the  poet  seemed  to  eomiuunicutc  itself  (u  the 

audience." 


lyoverley,  Chap,  xx.,  p.  17'i 


WAVERLEY.  169 

cient  handmaiden  to  the  supposed  degradation ;  and,  as  Edward 
proceeded  to  the  hall,  she  gave  him  her  blessing  in  the  Gaelic 
proverb,  "May  the  open  hand  be  filled  the  fullest." 

The  haU,  in  which  the  feast  was  prepared,  occupied  all  the 
first  story  of  Ian  nan  Chaistel's  original  erection,  and  a  huge 
oaken  table  extended  through  its  whole  length.  The  appa- 
ratus for  dinner  was  simple,  even  to  rudeness,  and  the  com- 
pany numerous,  even  to  crowding.  At  the  head  of  the  table 
was  the  Chief  himself,  with  Edward,  and  two  or  three  High- 
land visitors  of  neighbouring  clans ;  the  elders  of  his  own 
tribe,  wadsetters  and  tacksmen,  as  they  were  called,  who  oc- 
cuj)ied  portions  of  his  estate  as  mortgagers  or  lessees,  sat  next 
in  rank;  beneath  them,  their  sons  and  nephews  and  foster- 
brethren;  then  the  officers  of  the  Chief's  household,  according 
to  their  order;  and  lowest  of  all,  the  tenants  who  actually 
cultivated  the  ground.  Even  beyond  this  long  perspective, 
Edward  might  see  upon  the  green,  to  which  a  huge  pair  of 
fohling  doors  opened,  a  multitude  of  Highlanders  of  a  yet 
Inft-rior  dPRcri])tion,  who,  nevertheless,  were  considered  as 
guests,  and  had  their  share  both  of  the  countenance  of  the 
entertainer  and  of  the  cheer  of  the  day.  In  the  distance,  and 
fluctuating  round  this  extreme  verge  of  the  banquet,  was  a 
changeful  group  of  women,  ragged  boys  and  girls,  beggars, 
yf)iing  and  f)ld,  large  greyhounds,  and  terriers,  and  ])ointers, 
ftnd  curs  of  low  degree;  all  of  whom  took  some  interest,  more 
or  less  immediate,  in  the  main  action  of  the  piece. 

This  hospitality,  apparently  unbounded,  had  yet  its  line  of 
economy.  Some  pains  had  been  bestowed  in  dressing  the 
dislx'S  of  fish,  gam*',  etc.,  wliich  Avero  at  the,  n])p('i'  end  of  the 
table,  and  immediately  under  the  eye  of  tlie  English  stranger. 
Lower  down  stood  immense  clumsy  joints  of  mutton  and  beef, 
which,  but  for  the  absence  of  pork,'  abhorred  in  the  High- 
lands, rcsfmbled  the  rude  festivity  of  the  banquet  of  Penel- 
ojKi's  Rui^/>rs.  T»nt  the  central  dish  was  a  yearlirig  lamb, 
called  "a  hog  in  liar'st,"  roasted  whole.  Tt  was  set  upon  its 
legs,  with  a  bunch  of  parsley  in  its  mouth,  and  wsis  j)robably 
exhibited  in  that  form  to  gratify  the  pride  of  the  cook,  who 
>  See  Dislike  of  the  Scotch  to  Pork.     Not«  22. 


170  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

piqued  himself  more  on  the  plenty  than  the  elegance  of  his 
master's  table.  The  sides  of  t'his  poor  animal  were  fiercely 
attacked  by  the  clansmen,  some  with  dirks,  others  with  the 
knives  which  were  usually  in  the  same  sheath  with  the  dag- 
ger, so  that  it  was  soon  rendered  a  mangled  and  rueful  spec- 
tacle. Lower  down  still,  the  victuals  seemed  of  yet  coarser 
quality,  though  sufficiently  abundant.  Broth,  onions,  cheese, 
and  the  fragments  of  the  feast  regaled  the  sons  of  Ivor  who 
feasted  in  the  open  air. 

The  liquor  was  supplied  in  the  same  proportion,  and  under 
similar  regulations.  Excellent  claret  and  champagne  were 
liberally  distributed  among  the  Chief's  immediate  neighbours; 
whisky,  plain  or  diluted,  and  strong  beer  refreshed  those  who 
sat  near  the  lower  end.  Nor  did  this  inequality  of  distribu- 
tion appear  to  give  the  least  offence.  Every  one  present  un- 
derstood that  his  taste  was  to  be  formed  according  to  the  rank 
which  he  held  at  table ;  and,  consequently,  the  tacksmen  and 
their  dependants  always  professed  the  wine  was  too  cold  for 
their  stomachs,  and  called,  apparently  out  of  choice,  for  the 
liquor  which  was  assigned  to  them  from  economy. '  The  bag- 
pipers, three  in  number,  screamed,  during  the  whole  time  of 
dinner,  a  tremendous  war-tune ;  and  the  echoing  of  the  vaulted 
roof,  and  clang  of  the  Celtic  tongue,  produced  such  a  Babel  of 
noises  that  Waverley  dreaded  his  ears  would  never  recover  it. 
Mac-Ivor,  indeed,  apologised  for  the  confusion  occasioned  by 
80  large  a  yjarty,  and  pleaded  the  necessity  of  his  situation,  on 
which  unlimited  hospitality  was  imposed  as  a  paramount 
duty.  "These  stout  idle  kinsmen  of  mine,"  he  said,  "ac- 
count my  estate  as  held  in  trust  for  tlieir  support;  and  I  must 
find  them  beef  and  ale,  while  the  rogues  will  do  nothing  for 
themselves  but  practise  the  broadsword,  or  wander  about  the 
hills,  shooting,  fishing,  hunting,  drinking,  and  making  love  to 
the  lasses  of  the  strath.  But  what  can  I  do.  Captain  Waverley? 
everj-thing  will  keep  after  its  kind,  whether  it  be  a  hawk  oi-  a 
Highlander. "  Edward  made  the  expected  answer,  in  a  compli- 
ment ujx»n  his  possessing  so  many  bold  and  attached  followers. 

"  Why,  yes, "  replied  the  Chief,  "  were  I  disposed,  like  my 
>  See  A.  Scottish  Dinner  Table.    Note  23. 


WAVERLEY.  171 

father,  to  put  myself  in  the  way  of  getting  one  blow  on  the 
head,  or  two  on  the  neck,  I  believe  the  loons  would  stand  by 
me.  But  who  thinks  of  that  in  the  present  day,  when  the 
maxim  is,  'Better  an  old  woman  with  a  purse  in  her  hand 
than  three  men  with  belted  brands'  ?"  Then,  turning  to  the 
company,  he  proposed  the  "  Health  of  Captain  Waverley,  a 
worthy  fi-iend  of  his  kind  neighbour  and  ally,  the  Baron  of 
Bradwardine. " 

"  lie  is  Avelcome  hither,"  said  one  of  the  elders,  "  if  he  come 
from  Cosmo  Comyne  Bradwardine." 

"  I  say  nay  to  that, "  said  an  old  man,  who  apparently  did 
not  mean  to  pledge  the  toast;  "I  say  nay  to  that.  While 
there  is  a  green  leaf  in  the  forest,  there  will  be  fraud  in  a 
Comyne. " 

"  There  is  nothing  but  honour  in  the  Baron  of  Bradwar- 
dine," answered  another  ancient;  "and  the  guest  that  comes 
hither  from  him  should  be  welcome,  though  he  came  with 
blood  on  his  hand,  unless  it  were  blood  of  the  race  of  Ivor." 

The  old  man  whose  cup  remained  full  replied,  "  There  has 
been  l>lood  enough  of  the  race  of  Ivor  on  the  hand  of  Brad- 
wardine." 

"Ah!  Ballenkeiroch,"  replied  the  first,  "you  think  rather 
of  tlie  tliisli  of  the  carbine  at  tlie  mains  of  Tully-Veolan  than 
the  glance  of  the  sword  that  fought  for  the  cause  at  Preston." 

"And  well  I  may,"  answered  Ballenkeiroch;  "  the  flash  of 
the  gun  cost  me  a  fair-haired  son,  and  the  glance  of  the  sword 
han  done  but  little  for  King  James." 

The  (Jliieftain,  in  two  words  of  French,  ex])lained  to  Wa- 
verlHy  that  the  Haroii  liad  sliot  this  old  man's  son  in  a  fray 
near  Tully-Veolan,  about  seven  years  befon^;  and  tluMi  hast- 
enPid  to  remove  Ballenkeiro(!h'8  prejudice,  by  informing  liim 
that  Waverley  was  an  Englishman,  unconnected  by  birth  or 
allianeo  with  the  family  of  I^radwardiiie;  \ipon  whieh  the  old 
gpntlcrnan  raised  the  liitliert^t-untrustcd  cnj)  and  courteously 
dmnk  t()  his  lipalth.  This  ceremony  being  requited  in  kind, 
the  Chieftain  made  a  signal  for  the  pipes  to  cea.se,  and  said 
aloud,  "Wlif're  is  the  song  hidden,  my  friends,  that  IMiuj- 
Murrough  cannot  find  it?" 


172  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Mac-Murrougli,  the  family  bhairdJi,  aii  aged  man,  immedi- 
ately took  the  hint,  and  began  to  chant,  with  low  and  rapid 
utterance,  a  profusion  of  Celtic  verses,  which  were  received 
by  the  audience  with  all  the  applause  of  enthusiasm.  As  he 
advanced  in  liis  declamation,  his  ardour  seemed  to  increase. 
He  had  at  iirst  spoken  with  his  eyes  fixed  on  the  ground;  he 
now  cast  them  around  as  if  beseeching,  and  anon  as  if  com- 
manding, attention,  and  his  tones  rose  into  wild  and  impas- 
sioned notes,  accompanied  with  appropriate  gestures.  He 
seemed  to  Edward,  who  attended  to  him  with  much  interest, 
to  recite  many  proper  names,  to  lament  the  dead,  to  apostro- 
phise the  absent,  to  exhort,  and  entreat,  and  aniinate  those 
who  were  present.  Waverley  thought  he  even  discerned  his 
own  name,  and  was  convinced  his  conjecture  was  right  from 
the  eyes  of  the  company  being  at  that  moment  turned  towards 
him  simultaneously.  The  ardour  of  the  poet  appeared  to 
communicate  itself  to  the  audience.  Their  wild  and  sun- 
burnt countenances  assumed  a  fiercer  and  more  animated  ex- 
pression ;  all  bent  forward  towards  the  reciter,  many  sprung 
up  and  waved  their  arms  in  ecstasy,  and  some  laid  their  hands 
on  their  swords.  When  the  song  ceased,  there  was  a  deep 
pause,  while  the  aroused  feelings  of  the  poet  and  of  the 
hearers  gradually  subsided  into  their  usual  channel. 

The  Chieftain,  who  during  this  scene  had  appeared  rather 
to  watch  the  emotions  which  were  excited  than  to  partake 
their  high  tone  of  enthusiasm,  filled  with  claret  a  small  silver 
cuj)  which  stood  by  him.  "  Give  this,"  he  said  to  an  attend- 
ant, "to  Mac-Murrough  nan  Fonn  (i.e.,  of  the  songs),  and 
when  he  has  drank  the  juice,  Ijid  him  keej),  for  the  sake  of 
Vich  Tan  Vohr,  the  shell  of  the  gourd  which  contained  it." 
The  gift  was  received  by  Mac-Murrough  with  profound  grati- 
tude; hft  drank  the  wine,  and,  kissing  the  cuj),  shrouded  it 
with  reverence  in  the  plaid  which  was  folded  on  his  bosom. 
He  then  burst  forth  into  what  Edward  justly  supposed  to  be 
an  extempfjraneous  effusion  of  thanks  and  praises  of  his  Chief. 
It  was  received  with  applause,  but  did  not  produce  the  effect 
of  his  first  poem.  It  was  obvious,  however,  that  the  clan  re- 
garded the  generosity  of  their  Chieftaui  with  high  approba- 


WAVERLEY  173 

tion.  Many  approved  Gaelic  toasts  were  then  proposed,  of 
some  of  which  the  Chieftain  gave  his  guest  the  following  ver- 
sions : 

"  To  him  that  will  not  turn  his  back  on  friend  or  foe, " 
"To  him  that  never  forsook  a  comrade."  "  To  him  that  never 
bought  or  sold  justice."  "'  Hospitality  to  the  exile,  and  broken 
bones  to  the  tyrant."  "The  lads  with  the  kilts."  "High- 
landers, shoulder  to  shoulder, " — with  many  other  pithy  senti- 
ments of  the  like  nature. 

Edward  was  particularly  solicitous  to  know  the  meaning  of 
that  song  which  appeared  to  produce  such  effect  upon  the  pas- 
sions of  the  company,  and  hinted  his  curiosity  to  his  host. 
"As  I  observe,"  said  the  Chieftain,  "that  you  have  passed 
the  lx)ttle  during  the  last  three  rounds,  I  was  about  to  propose 
to  you  to  retire  to  my  sister's  tea-table,  who  can  explain  these 
things  to  you  better  than  I  can.  Although  I  cannot  stint  my 
clan  in  the  usual  current  of  their  festivity,  yet  I  neither  am 
addicted  myself  to  exceed  in  its  amount,  nor  do  I, "  added  he, 
smiling,  "  keep  a  Bear  to  devour  the  intellects  of  such  as  can 
mak^  good  use  of  them." 

Edward  readily  assented  to  this  ])voposal,  and  the  Chieftain, 
saying  a  few  words  to  those  around  him,  left  the  table,  fol- 
lowed by  Waverley.  As  the  door  closed  behind  them,  Edward 
heaid  Vich  Ian  Vohr's  health  invoked  with  a  wild  and  ani- 
mated cheer,  that  ex]u-essed  the  satisfaction  of  the  guests  and 
the  depth  of  their  devotion  to  his  service. 


CHATTER    XXI. 

THK  ciiikktain'h    KISTKH. 

Tin",  drawing-room  of  Flora  Mac-Ivor  was  furnished  in  the 
plainest  and  most  simple  manner;  for  at  Gleunax^uoich  every 
other  sort  of  expenditure  w;us  retrenched  as  niucli  as  ])ossil)lo, 
for  the  ])urpo3e  of  maintaining,  in  its  full  dignity,  tlic  hospi- 
tality of   the  Chieftain,  and  retaining  and  multiplying  the 


174  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

nximber  of  his  dependants  and  adherents.  But  there  was  no 
appearance  of  this  parsimony  in  the  dress  of  the  lady  herself 
•which  was  in  texture  elegant,  and  even  rich,  and  arranged 
in  a  manner  which  partook  partly  of  the  Parisian  fashion  and 
partly  of  the  more  simple  dress  of  the  Highlands,  blended  to- 
gether with  great  taste.  Her  hair  was  not  disfigured  by  the 
art  of  the  friseur,  but  fell  in  jetty  ringlets  on  her  neck,  con- 
fined only  by  a  circlet,  richly  set  with  diamonds.  This  pecu- 
liarity she  adopted  in  compliance  with  the  Highland  preju- 
dices, which  could  not  endui-e  that  a  woman's  head  should  be 
covered  before  wedlock. 

Flora  Mac-Ivor  bore  a  most  striking  resemblance  to  her 
brother  Fergus;  so  much  so  that  they  might  have  played 
Viola  and  Sebastian  with  the  same  exquisite  effect  produced 
by  the  appearance  of  Mrs.  Henry  Siddons  and  her  brother, 
Mr.  William  Murray,  in  these  characters.  They  had  the 
same  antique  and  regular  correctness  of  profile;  the  same 
dark  eyes,  eyelashes,  and  eyebrows;  the  same  clearness  of 
complexion,  excepting  that  Fergus's  was  embrowned  by  exer- 
cise and  Flora's  possessed  the  utmost  feminine  delicacy.  But 
the  haughty  and  somewhat  stern  regularity  of  Fergus's  feat- 
ures was  beautifully  softened  in  those  of  Flora.  Their  voices 
were  also  similar  in  tone,  though  differing  in  the  key.  That 
of  Fergus,  especially  while  issuing  orders  to  his  followers  dur- 
ing their  military  exercise,  reminded  Edward  of  a  favourite 
passage  in  the  description  of  Emetrius : 


whose  voice  was  heard  around, 


Loud  as  a  trumpet  with  a  silver  sound. 
That  of  Flora,  on  the  contrary,  was  soft  and  sweet — "  an  ex- 
cellent thing  in  woman" ;  yet,  in  urging  any  favourite  topic, 
which  she  often  pursued  with  natural  eloquence,  it  possessed 
as  well  the  t^jnes  which  impress  awe  and  conviction  as  those 
of  persuasive  insinuation.  The  eager  glance  of  the  keen  black 
eye,  which,  in  the  Chieftain,  seemed  impatient  even  of  the 
material  obstacles  it  encountered,  had  in  his  sister  acquired  a 
gentle  pensiveness.  His  looks  seemed  to  seek  glory,  power, 
all  that  could  exalt  him  above  others  in  the  race  of  humanity; 
while  those  of  his  sister,  as  if  she  were  already  conscious  of 


WAVERLEY.  176 

mental  superiority,  seemed  to  pity,  rather  than  envy,  those 
■who  Avere  struggling  for  any  farther  distinction.  Her  senti- 
ments corresponded  with  the  expression  of  her  countenance. 
Early  education  had  impressed  upon  her  mind,  as  well  as  on 
that  of  the  Chieftain,  the  most  devoted  attachment  to  the  ex- 
iled family  of  Stuart.  She  believed  it  the  duty  of  her  brother, 
of  his  clan,  of  every  man  in  Britain,  at  wliatever  personal  haz- 
ard, to  contribute  to  that  restoration  which  the  partisans  of 
the  Chevalier  St.  George  had  not  ceased  to  hope  for.  For 
this  she  was  prepared  to  do  all,  to  suffer  all,  to  sacrifice  all. 
But  her  loyalty,  as  it  exceeded  her  brother's  in  fanaticism, 
excelled  it  also  in  purity.  Accustomed  to  petty  intrigue,  and 
necessarily  involved  in  a  thousand  paltry  and  selfish  discus- 
sions, ambitious  also  by  nature,  his  political  faith  was  tinc- 
tured, at  least,  if  not  tainted,  by  the  views  of  interest  and  ad- 
vancement so  easily  combined  with  it ;  and  at  the  moment  he 
should  unsheathe  his  claymore,  it  might  be  difticult  to  say 
whether  it  would  be  most  with  the  view  of  making  James 
Stuart  a  king  or  Fergus  Mac-Ivor  an  earl.  This,  indeed,  was 
a  mixture  of  feeling  which  he  did  not  avow  even  to  himself, 
but  it  existed,  nevertheless,  in  a  powerful  degree. 

In  Flora's  lx)som,  on  tlie  contrary,  tlie  zeal  of  loyalty  burnt 
pure  and  unmixed  with  any  selfisli  feeling;  she  would  have  as 
soon  made  religion  tlie  mask  of  ambitious  and  interested  views 
as  liave  shrouded  them  under  the  opinions  which  she  had  been 
taught  to  think  ])atriotiHm.  Sudi  instances  of  devotion  were 
not  unc(unmon  among  tlio  ff)ll()wers  of  tlio  unhappy  race  of 
Stuart,  of  wliieh  many  meinoiable  proofs  will  recur  to  the 
mind  of  most of  my  readers.  But  peculiar  attention  on  the 
part  of  the  Chevalier  de  St.  George  and  his  ])rince8s  to  the 
partiits  of  Fergus  and  liis  sister,  and  to  themselves  wlien  or- 
phans, liad  riveted  tlieir  faitli.  J'^ergus,  \ipon  tlie  dc^ath  of 
his  ])arents,  had  been  for  some  time  a  ])ago  of  lionour  in  tlie 
train  of  the  ('hevalier's  lady,  and,  from  his  beauty  and 
sprightly  temper,  was  uniformly  treated  by  her  with  the  ut- 
most distinction.  Tliis  was  also  extended  to  Flora,  who  was 
maintained  for  some  time  at  a  convent  of  the  first  order  at  the 
princess's  exi>eu8e,  and  removed  from  thence  into  her  owa 


17G  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

family,  where  she  spent  nearly  two  years.  Both  brother  and 
sister  retained  the  deepest  and  most  grateful  sense  of  her 
kindness. 

Having  thus  touched  upon  the  leading  principle  of  Mora's 
character,  I  may  dismiss  the  rest  more  slightly.  She  was 
highly  accomplished,  and  had  acquired  those  elegant  manners 
to  be  expected  from  one  who,  in  early  youth,  had  been  the 
companion  of  a  princess ;  yet  she  had  not  learned  to  substi- 
tute the  gloss  of  politeness  for  the  reality  of  feeling.  When 
settled  in  the  lonely  regions  of  Glennaquoich,  she  found  that 
her  resources  in  French,  English,  and  Italian  literature  were 
likely  to  be  few  and  interrupted;  and,  in  order  to  fill  up  the 
vacant  time,  she  bestowed  a  part  of  it  upon  the  music  and 
poetical  traditions  of  the  Highlanders,  and  began  really  to 
feel  the  pleasure  in  the  pursuit  which  her  brother,  whose  per- 
ceptions of  literary  merit  were  more  blunt,  rather  affected  for 
the  sake  of  popularity  than  actually  experienced.  Her  reso- 
lution was  strengthened  in  these  researches  by  the  extreme 
delight  which  her  inquiries  seemed  to  afford  those  to  whom 
she  resorted  for  information. 

Her  love  of  her  clan,  an  attachment  which  was  almost  he- 
reditary in  her  bosom,  was,  like  her  loyalty,  a  more  pure  pas- 
sion than  that  of  her  brother.  He  was  too  thorough  a  politi- 
cian, regarded  his  patriarchal  influence  too  much  as  the  meang 
of  accomplishing  his  own  aggrandisement,  that  we  should  term 
him  the  model  of  a  Highland  Chieftain.  Flora  felt  the  same 
anxiety  for  cherishing  and  extending  their  patriarchal  sway, 
but  it  was  with  the  generous  desire  of  vindicating  from  pov- 
erty, or  at  least  from  want  and  foreign  oppression,  those 
whom  her  brother  was  by  "birth,  according  to  the  notions  of 
the  time  and  country,  entitled  to  govern.  The  savings  of  her 
income,  for  she  had  a  small  pension  from  the  Princess  So- 
bieski,  were  dedicated,  not  to  add  to  the  comforts  of  the 
peasantry,  for  that  was  a  word  which  they  neither  knew  nor 
apparently  wished  to  know,  but  to  relieve  their  absolute  neces- 
sities when  in  sickness  or  extreme  old  age.  At  every  other 
period  they  rather  toiled  to  procure  something  which  they 
might  share  with  the  Chief,  as  a  proof  of  their  attachment, 


WAVERLEY.  171 

than  expected  other  assistance  from  him  save  what  was  af- 
forded by  the  rude  hospitality  of  his  castle,  and  the  general 
division  and  subdivision  of  his  estate  among  them.  Flora 
•was  so  much  beloved  by  them  that,  when  Mac-Murrough  com- 
posed a  song  in  which  he  enumerated  all  the  principal  beauties 
of  the  district,  and  intimated  her  superiority  by  concluding, 
that  "  the  fairest  apple  hiuig  on  the  highest  bough, "  he  re- 
ceived, in  donatives  from  the  individuals  of  the  clan,  more 
seed-barley  than  would  have  sowed  his  Highland  Parnassus, 
the  bard's  croft,  as  it  was  called,  ten  times  over. 

From  situation  as  well  as  choice.  Miss  Mac-Ivor's  society 
was  extremely  limited.  Her  most  intimate  friend  had  been 
Eose  Bradwardine,  to  whom  she  was  much  attached;  and 
when  seen  together,  they  would  have  afforded  an  artist  two 
admirable  subjects  for  the  gay  and  the  melancholy  muse.  In- 
deed, Rose  was  so  tenderly  watched  by  her  father,  and  lier 
circle  of  wishes  was  so  limited,  that  none  arose  but  what 
he  was  willing  to  gratify,  and  scarce  any  which  did  not  come 
witliin  the  compass  of  his  power.  With  Flora  it  was  other- 
wise. While  almost  a  girl  she  had  undergone  the  most  com- 
plete change  of  scene,  from  gaiety  and  si)lendour  to  absolute 
solitude  and  comparative  poverty;  and  the  ideas  and  wishes 
whicli  she  cliiefly  fostered  respected  great  national  events, 
and  changes  not  to  be  brought  roimd  without  both  liazard  and 
bloodshed,  and  therefore  not  to  be  thought  of  with  levity. 
Her  manner,  consequently,  was  grave,  though  she  readily  con- 
tribut(!d  lier  talents  to  the  amusement  of  society,  and  stood 
very  high  in  the  opinion  of  the  old  Baron,  wlio  used  to  sing 
along  with  her  such  French  duets  of  Lindor  and  (Uoris,  etc., 
as  were  in  fashion  about  the  end  of  the  reign  of  old  Louis  le 
Grand. 

It  was  generally  l)cliove(l,  though  no  one  durst  liavo  liint(Ml 
it  to  the  Jiaron  of  IJradwardinc,  that  Flora's  entreaties  liad  no 
small  share  in  allaying  the  wrath  of  Fergus  upon  occasion  of 
their  quarrel.  She  took  her  brother  on  f.lio  assailable  side, 
by  dwelling  first  u]K)n  the  P)aron's  age,  and  then  representing 
the  injury  wliicli  tlic  cause,  might  sustain,  and  the  damage 
which  must  arise  to  his  own  character  in  point  of  prudence, 


178  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

so  neoesscary  to  a  political  agent,  if  he  persisted  in  carrying  it 
to  extremity.  Otherwise  it  is  probable  it  would  have  termi- 
nated in  a  duel,  both  because  the  Bai-on  had,  on  a  former  oo* 
casiou,  shed  blood  of  the  clan,  though  the  matter  had  been 
timely  accommodated,  and  on  aceomit  of  his  high  reputation 
for  addi-ess  at  liis  weapon,  which  Fergus  almost  condescended 
to  envy.  For  the  siune  reason  she  had  urged  their  reconcili- 
ation, which  the  Chieftain  the  more  readily  agreed  to  as  it 
favoured  some  idterior  projects  of  his  own. 

To  this  young  lady,  now  presiding  at  the  female  empire  of 
the  tea-table.  Fergus  introduced  Captain  Waverley,  whom  she 
received  with  the  usual  forms  of  politeness. 


CHAPTER  XXII. 

HIGHLAND     MINSTRELSY. 

"When  the  first  salutations  had  passed,  Fergus  said  to  hia 
sister:  ''  My  dear- Flora,  before  I  return  to  the  barbarous  ritual 
of  our  forefathers,  I  must  tell  you  that  Captain  Waverley  is  a 
worshipper  of  the  Celtic  muse,  not  the  less  so  perhaps  that  he 
does  not  understand  a  word  of  her  language.  I  have  told  him 
you  are  eminent  as  a  translator  of  Highland  poetry,  and  that 
I^Iac-^Iurrough  acbnires  your  version  of  his  songs  upon  the 
same  principle  that  Captain  Waverley  admii-es  the  original, — 
because  he  does  not  comprehend  them.  WiU  you  have  the 
goodness  to  read  or  recite  to  our  guest  in  English  the  extraordi- 
nary string  of  names  which  MacMurrough  has  tacked  together 
in  Gaelic?  ^ly  life  to  a  moor-fowl's  feather,  you  are  provided 
with  a  version;  for  I  know  you  are  in  aU  the  bard's  councils, 
and  acquainted  with  his  songs  long  before  he  rehearses  them 
in  the  hall." 

"  How  can  you  say  so,  Fergus?  You  know  how  little  these 
verses  can  possibly  interest  an  English  stranger,  even  if  I  could 
translate  them  as  you  pretond." 

"  Xot  less  than  they  interest  me,  lady  fair.     To-day  your 


"WAVERLEY.  179 

joint  composition,  for  I  insist  you  had  a  share  in  it,  has  cost 
me  the  last  silver  cup  in  the  castle,  and  I  suppose  will  cost 
me  something  else  next  time  I  hold  cour  jjleniere,  if  the  muse 
descends  on  Mac-Murrough;  for  you  know  our  proverb: 
'"\Mien  the  hand  of  the  chief  ceases  to  bestow,  the  breath  of 
the  bard  is  frozen  in  the  utterance.' — Well,  I  would  it  were 
even  so :  there  are  three  things  that  are  useless  to  a  modern 
Highlander, — a  sword  which  he  must  not  draw,  a  bard  to  sing 
of  deeds  which  he  dare  not  imitate,  and  a  large  goat-skin  purse 
■without  a  louis-d'or  to  put  into  it." 

"WeU,  brother,  since  you  betray  my  secrets,  you  cannot 
expect  me  to  keep  yours.  I  assure  you.  Captain  Waverley, 
that  Fergus  is  too  proud  to  exchange  his  broadsword  for  a 
marechaVs  baton,  that  he  esteems  Mac-Murrough  a  far  greater 
poet  than  Homer,  and  would  not  give  up  his  goat-skin  purse 
for  all  the  louis  d'or  which  it  could  contain." 

"  Well  pronounced,  Flora ;  blow  for  blow,  as  Conan '  said 
to  the  devd.  Now  do  you  two  talk  of  bards  and  poetry,  if 
not  of  purses  and  claymores,  while  I  return  to  do  tlie  final 
honours  to  the  senators  of  the  tribe  of  Ivor."  So  saying,  he 
left  the  room. 

The  conversation  continued  between  Flora  and  Waverley; 
for  two  weU-dressed  young  women,  whose  character  seemed 
U)  hover  between  that  of  companions  and  dependants,  took  no 
ehaie  in  it.  They  were  botli  i)retty  girls,  but  served  only  as 
foils  to  the  grace  and  beauty  of  tlieir  patroness.  Tlie  dis- 
course followed  the  turn  whif.h  the  Chieftain  had  given  it, 
and  Waverley  was  equally  amuse<l  and  surprised  with  the 
account  wliich  tlio  huly  gave  him  of  Celtic  poetry. 

"The  recitjition,"  she  said,  '*<»f  poems,  recording  the  feasts 
of  the  heroes,  tlie  complaints  of  lovers,  and  the  wars  of  con- 
tending tribes,  ffjrms  the  chief  amusement  of  a  winter  fire- 
side in  the  HiglJands.  Some  of  these  are  said  to  be  very 
ancient,  and  if  they  are  ever  translated  into  any  of  the  lan- 
guages of  civilised  Europe,  cannot  fail  t<J  produce  a  de<q)  and 
general  sensation.  Others  are  more  modem,  the  com])ositioa 
of  those  family  bards  whom  the  chieftains  of  more  distia- 
1  See  Cuuaa  the  Jeater.    Nute  24. 


180  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

guished  name  and  power  retain  as  the  poets  and  historians 
of  their  tribes.  These,  of  course,  possess  various  degrees  of 
merit;  but  much  of  it  must  evaporate  in  translation,  or  be 
lost  ou  those  who  do  not  sympathise  with  the  feelings  of  the 
poet." 

"  And  your  bard,  whose  effusions  seemed  to  produce  such 
effect  upon  the  company  to-day,  is  he  reckoned  among  the 
favourite  poets  of  the  mountains?" 

"  That  is  a  trying  question.  His  reputation  is  high  among 
his  countrymen,  and  you  must  not  expect  me  to  depreciate  it."  * 

"  But  the  song,  Miss  Mac-Ivor,  seemed  to  awaken  all  those 
warriors,  both  young  and  old." 

"  The  song  is  little  more  than  a  catalogue  of  names  of  the 
Highland  clans  under  their  distinctive  peculiarities,  and  au 
exhortation  to  them  to  remember  and  to  emulate  the  actions 
of  their  forefathers." 

'•  And  am  I  wrong  in  conjecturing,  however  extraordinary 
the  guess  appears,  that  there  was  some  allusion  to  me  in  the 
verses  a\  liich  he  recited?" 

"  You  have  a  quick  observation,  Captain  Waverley,  which 
in  this  instance  has  not  deceived  you.  The  Gaelic  language, 
being  uncommonly  vocalic,  is  well  adapted  for  sudden  and 
extemporai^eous  poetry;  and  a  bard  seldom  fails  to  augment 
the  effects  of  a  premeditated  song  by  throwing  in  any  stanzas 
which  may  be  suggested  by  the  circumstances  attending  the 
recitation," 

"  I  would  give  my  best  horse  to  know  what  the  Highland 
bard  could  find  to  say  of  such  an  unworthy  Southron  as  my- 
self." 

"  It  shall  not  even  cost  you  a  lock  of  his  mane.  Una, 
mo  vour7ieen !  (She  spoke  a  few  words  to  one  of  the  young 
girls  in  attendance,  who  instantly  curtsied  and  tripped  out 
of  the  room.)  I  have  sent  Una  to  learn  from  the  bard  the 
expressions  he  used,  and  you  shall  command  my  skill  as 
dragoman." 

Una  returned  in  a  few  minutes,  and  repeated  to  her  mis- 

•  The  Highland  poet  almost  alwaya  was  an  improvisatore.  Captaia 
Burt  met  one  of  them  at  Lo vat's  table. 


WAVERLEY.  181 

tress  a  few  lines  in  Gaelic.  Flora  seemed  to  think  for  a  mo- 
ment, and  then,  slightly  colouring,  she  turned  to  Waverley: 
"  It  is  impossible  to  gratify  your  curiosity,  Captain  Waver- 
ley, without  exposing  my  own  presumption.  If  you  will  give 
me  a  few  moments  for  consideration,  I  will  endeavour  to  en- 
graft the  meaning  of  these  lines  upon  a  rude  English  transla- 
tion which  I  have  attempted  of  a  part  of  the  original.  The 
duti38  of  the  tea-table  seem  to  be  concluded,  and,  as  the  even- 
ing is  delightful,  Una  will  show  you  the  way  to  one  of  my 
favourite  haunts,  and  Cathleen  and  I  will  join  you  there." 

Una,  having  received  instructions  in  her  native  language, 
conducted  "Waverley  out  by  a  passage  different  from  that 
through  which  he  had  entered  the  apartment.  At  a  distance 
he  heard  the  hall  of  the  Chief  still  resounding  with  the  clang 
of  bagpipes  and  the  high  applause  of  his  guests.  Having 
gained  the  open  air  by  a  postern  door,  they  walked  a  little 
way  up  the  wild,  bleak,  and  narrow  valley  in  which  the  house 
was  situated,  following  the  course  of  the  stream  tliat  winded 
through  it.  In  a  spot,  about  a  quarter  of  a  mile  from  the 
castle,  two  brooks,  which  formed  tlio  little  river,  had  their 
junction.  The  larger  of  the  two  came  down  the  long  bare 
valley,  which  extended,  ap])arently  without  any  change  or 
el«vati(m  of  character,  as  far  as  the  hills  which  formed  its 
boundaiy  jiermitted  tlie  eye  to  reach.  But  the  otlifr  stream, 
wliich  liad  its  source  among  tlie  mountains  on  the  left  liand  of 
the  strath,  seemed  t^)  issue  from  a  very  nan-ow  and  dark  open- 
ing betwixt  two  large  rocks.  Those  streams  were  different 
also  in  character.  The  larger  was  ])lacid,  and  even  anllon  in 
its  coursp,  wheeling  in  deep  eddies,  or  sleeping  in  dark  blue 
p<K)ls;  but  the  motions  of  the  lesser  brook  wore  rapid  and 
furious,  issuing  from  between  precipices,  like  a  maniac  from 
his  confinement,  all  foam  aiul  uproar. 

It  was  up  the  cfmrse  of  this  last  streaia  that  Waverley,  like 
a  knight  of  romance,  was  concbuited  by  the  fair  Highland 
damsel,  bis  silent  guide.  A  small  path,  wlii(^h  had  been  ren- 
dered easy  in  many  places  for  Flora's  accommodation,  led  him 
through  scenery  of  a  very  different  description  from  that  which 
he  had  just  quitted.     Around  the  caatlo  all  was  cold,  bare, 


182  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

aiid  desolate,  yet  tame  even  in  desolation;  but  this  narrow 
glen,  at  so  short  a  distance,  seemed  to  open  into  the  land  of 
romance.  The  rocks  assumed  a  thousand  peculiar  and  varied 
forms.  In  one  place  a  crag  of  huge  size  presented  its  gigantic 
bulk,  as  if  to  forbid  the  passenger's  farther  progress;  and  it 
was  not  until  he  approached  its  very  base  that  Waverley  dis- 
cerned the  sudden  and  acute  turn  by  which  the  pathway  wheeled 
its  course  around  this  formidable  obstacle.  In  another  spot 
the  projecting  rocks  from  the  opposite  sides  of  the  chasm  had 
approached  so  near  to  each  other  that  two  pine-trees  laid 
across,  and  covered  with  turf,  formed  a  rustic  bridge  at  the 
height  of  at  least  one  hundred  and  fifty  feet.  It  had  no 
ledges,  and  was  barely  three  feet  in  breadth. 

While  gazing  at  this  pass  of  peril,  which  crossed,  like  a 
single  black  line,  the  small  portion  of  blue  sky  not  inter- 
cepted by  the  projecting  rocks  on  either  side,  it  was  with 
a  sensation  of  horror  that  Waverley  beheld  Flora  and  her 
attendant  appear,  like  inhabitants  of  another  region,  propped, 
as  it  were,  in  mid-air,  npon  this  trembling  structure.  She 
stopped  upon  observing  him  below,  and,  with  an  air  of  grace- 
ful ease  which  made  him  shudder,  waved  her  handkerchief  to 
him  by  way  of  signal.  He  was  unable,  from  the  sense  of 
dizziness  which  her  situation  conveyed,  to  return  the  salute; 
and  was  never  more  relieved  than  when  the  fair  apparition 
passed  on  from  the  precarious  eminence  which  she  seemed 
to  occupy  with  so  much  indifference,  and  disappeared  on  the 
other  side. 

Advancing  a  few  yards,  and  passing  luider  the  bridge  which 
he  had  viewed  with  so  much  terror,  the  path  ascended  rapidly 
from  the  edge  of  the  brook,  and  the  glen  widened  into  a  sylvan 
amphitheatre,  waving  with  birch,  young  oaks,  and  hazels, 
with  here  and  there  a  scattered  yew-tree.  The  rocks  now 
receded,  but  still  showed  their  grey  and  shaggy  crests  rising 
among  the  copse- wood.  Still  higher  rose  eminences  and 
peaks,  some  bare,  some  clothed  with  wood,  some  round  and 
purple  with  heath,  and  others  splintered  into  rocks  and  crags. 
At  a  short  turning  the  path,  which  had  for  some  furlongs  lost 
sight  of  the  brook,  suddetdy  placed  Waverley  in  front  of  a 


WAVERLEY.  183 

romantic  waterfall.  It  was  not  so  remarkable  either  for  great 
height  or  quantity  of  water  as  for  the  beautiful  accompani- 
ments which  made  the  spot  interesting.  After  a  broken  cata- 
ract of  about  twenty  feet,  the  stream  was  received  in  a  large 
natural  basin  filled  to  the  brim  with  water,  which,  where  the 
bubbles  of  the  faU  subsided,  was  so  exquisitely  clear  that,  al- 
though it  was  of  great  depth,  the  eye  could  discern  each  peb- 
ble at  the  bottom.  Eddying  round  this  reservoir,  the  brook 
found  its  way  as  if  over  a  broken  part  of  the  ledge,  and 
formed  a  second  fall,  which  seemed  to  seek  the  very  abyss  j 
then,  wheeling  out  beneath  from  among  the  smooth  dark  rocks 
which  it  had  polished  for  ages,  it  wandered  murmuring  down 
the  glen,  forming  the  stream  up  which  Waverley  had  just 
ascended.'  The  borders  of  this  romantic  reservoir  corre- 
sponded in  beauty;  but  it  was  beauty  of  a  stern  and  com- 
manding cast,  as  if  in  the  act  of  expanding  into  grandeur. 
Mossy  banks  of  turf  were  broken  and  interrupted  by  huge 
fragments  of  rock,  and  decorated  with  trees  and  shriibs,  some 
of  which  had  bfeu  planted  under  the  direction  of  Flora,  but 
BO  cautiously  that  they  added  to  the  grace  without  diminish- 
ing the  romantic  wildness  of  the  scene. 

Here,  like  one  of  tliose  lovely  forms  Avhich  decorate  the 
landscapes  of  I'oussin,  Waverley  found  Flora  gazing  on  the 
waterfall.  Two  jtaces  farther  back  stood  Catlileen,  holding  a 
email  Heottish  harp,  tlie  use  of  wliich  had  been  tauglit  to 
Flora  by  Rory  Dall,  one  of  the  last  harpers  of  the  Western 
Highlands.  The  sun,  now  stooping  in  the  west,  gave  a  rich 
and  varied  tingo  to  all  the  obje(!ts  Avhich  surrounded  Waver- 
ley, and  seemed  to  add  more  than  human  brilliancy  to  the  full 
expressive  darkness  (»f  Flora's  eye,  exalted  tlio  rielmess  and 
ptirity  of  her  complexion,  and  enhanced  the  dignity  and  grace 
of  her  beautiful  form.  Edward  thought  ho  had  never,  even 
in  his  wildest  dreams,  imagined  a  figure  of  such  exquisite  and 
interesting  loveliness.  The  wild  beauty  of  tlio  retreat,  burst- 
ing ufKtn  him  jus  if  by  magic,  augmented  the  mingled  feeling 
of  delight  and  awe  with  whieh  he  approached  her,  like  a  fair 
enchantress  of  Boiardo  or  Ariosto,  by  whose  nod  the  scenerj 

1  See  WukrfuU.    Note  25. 


184  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

around  seemed  to  have  beeu  created  au  Eden  in  the  wilder- 
ness. 

Flora,  like  every  beautiful  woman,  was  conscious  of  her  own 
power,  and  pleased  with  its  effects,  which  she  could  easily 
discern  from  the  respectful  yet  confused  addi-ess  of  the  young 
Boldier.  But,  as  she  possessed  excellent  sense,  she  gave  the 
romance  of  the  scene  and  other  accidental  circumstances  full 
weight  in  appreciating  the  feelings  with  which  Waverley 
seemed  obviously  to  be  impressed;  and,  unacquainted  with 
the  fancifid  and  susceptible  peculiarities  of  his  character, 
considered  his  homage  as  the  passing  tribute  which  a  woman 
of  even  inferior  charms  might  have  expected  in  such  a  situa- 
tion. She  therefore  quietly  led  the  way  to  a  spot  at  such  a 
distance  from  the  cascade  that  its  sound  should  rather  accom- 
pany than  interrupt  that  of  her  voice  and  instrument,  and, 
sitting  down  upon  a  mossy  fragment  of  rock,  she  took  the 
harp  from  Cathleen. 

"  I  have  given  you  the  trouble  of  walking  to  this  spot.  Cap- 
tain Waverely,  both  because  I  thought  the  scenery  would  iu- 
terest  you,  and  because  a  Highland  song  would  suffer  still 
more  from  my  imperfect  translation  were  I  to  introduce  it 
without  its  own  wild  and  appropriate  accompaniments.  To 
speak  in  the  poetical  language  of  my  country,  the  seat  of  the 
Celtic  Muse  is  in  the  mist  of  the  secret  and  solitary  hill,  and 
her  voice  in  the  murmur  of  the  mountain  stream.  He  who 
woos  her  must  love  the  barren  rock  more  than  the  fertile  val- 
ley, and  the  solitude  of  the  desert  better  than  the  festivity  of 
the  hall." 

Few  could  have  heard  this  lovely  woman  make  this  declara- 
tion, with  a  voice  where  harmony  was  exalted  by  pathos,  with- 
out exclaiming  that  the  muse  whom  she  invoked  could  never 
find  a  more  appropriate  representative.  But  Waverley,  though 
the  thought  rushed  on  his  mind,  found  no  courage  to  utter  it. 
Indeed,  the  wild  feeling  of  romantic  delight  with  which  he 
heard  the  few  first  notes  she  drew  from  her  instrument 
amounted  almost  to  a  sense  of  pain.  He  would  not  for 
worlds  have  quitted  his  place  by  her  side;  yet  he  almost 
longed  for  solitude,  that  he  might  decipher  and  examine  at 


WAVERLEY.  185 

leisure  the  complication  of  emotions  which,  now  agitated  his 
bosom. 

Flora  had  exchanged  the  measured  and  monotonous  recita- 
tive of  the  bard  for  a  lofty  and  uncommon  Highland  air,  which 
had  been  a  battle-song  in  former  ages.  A  few  irregular  strams 
introduced  a  prelude  of  a  Avild  and  peculiar  tone,  which  har- 
monised well  with  the  distant  Avaterfall,  and  the  soft  sigh  of 
the  evening  breeze  in  the  rustlhig  leaves  of  an  aspen,  which 
overhung  the  seat  of  the  fair  harpress.  The  following  verses 
convey  but  little  idea  of  the  feelings  with  which,  so  sung  and 
accompanied,  they  were  heard  by  Waverley : 

There  is  mist  on  the  mountain,  and  night  on  the  vale. 
But  more  dark  is  the  sleep  of  the  sons  of  the  Gael. 
A  stranger  commanded — it  sunk  on  the  land, 
It  has  frozen  each  heart,  and  benumb'd  every  hand  I 

The  dirk  and  the  target  lie  sordid  with  dust, 
The  bloodless  claymore  is  but  redden'd  with  rust; 
On  the  hill  or  the  glen  if  a  gun  should  appear, 
It  ia  only  to  war  with  the  heath-cock  or  deer. 

The  dee<ls  of  our  sires  if  our  bards  .should  rehearse, 
Let  a  bhish  or  a  blow  be  tlio  meed  of  tlieir  verse ! 
Be  mute  every  string,  and  be  hush'd  every  tone. 
That  shall  bid  us  remember  the  fame  that  is  flown. 

But  tlic  dark  hours  of  niglit  and  of  slumber  are  past, 
The  nu)rn  on  our  mountains  i.s  dawning  at  last; 
filenaiadale's  peaks  are  illumed  with  the  rays, 
And  the  streams  of  Ulenfinnan'  leap  bright  in  the  blaze. 

O  high-inindo<l  Moray  I  '  the  exiled  !  the  dear  ! 
In  tln!  l)lusii  (jf  tiie  dawning  tlie  Standakd  ui)rcarl 
Wide,  wide  on  the  winds  of  the  north  let  it  fly, 
Like  the  sun's  latest  flash  when  the  tempest  is  nigli ! 

Yo  sons  of  tbr>  strong,  wlion  tluif  dawning  sliall  break, 
Need  tlie  har[)  of  the  ago<i  reniiii<i  you  to  waki-'.' 

'  The  yonnc  and  daring  advonturor,  T'liarlos  Edward,  landod  at  (ilcMiala- 
dale,  in  Moi<lart,  anil  displayol  bis  HtJkndard  in  the  valley  of  (denfinnan, 
mustering  around  it  tht;  Mac-DonaMs.  the  f'amerons,  and  otiicr  \osn 
numerous  clans,  whom  lie  bad  prevuiU-*!  upon  to  join  liim.  Tlicrc  is  a 
monument  erected  on  the  spot,  with  a  Latin  inscription  by  the  late  Doctor 
Gregory. 

•  Tlic  Marqtiis  of  Tullibardine's  elder  brother,  who,  long  exiled,  returned 
to  Scotland  with  Charles  Edward  in  1716. 


18G  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

That  (lawn  never  beam'd  on  your  forefathers'  eye, 
But  it  roused  each  high  chieftain  to  vanquish  or  die. 

Oh,  spnins  from  the  Kings  who  in  Islay  kept  state, 
Proud  chiefs  of  Clan  Ranald,  Glengarry,  and  Sleat! 
Combine  like  three  streams  from  one  mountain  of  snow, 
And  resistless  in  union  rush  down  on  the  foe. 

True  son  of  Sir  Evan,  undaunted  Lochiel, 
Place  thy  targe  on  thy  shoulder  and  burnish  thy  steell 
Rough  Keppoch,  give  breath  to  thy  bugle's  bold  swell. 
Till  far  Corryarrick  resound  to  the  knell ! 

Stern  son  of  Lord  Kenneth,  high  chief  of  Kintail, 
Let  tlio  stag  in  thy  standard  bound  wild  in  the  gale! 
May  the  race  of  Clan  Gillean,  tlie  fearless  and  free, 
Remember  Glenlivat,  Harlaw,  and  Dundee !  ' 

Let  the  clan  of  grey  Fingon,  whose  offspring  has  given 
Such  heroes  to  earth  and  such  martyrs  to  heaven, 
Unite  with  the  race  of  renown'd  Rorri  More, 
To  launch  the  long  galley  and  stretch  to  the  oar. 

How  Mac-Shimei  will  joy  when  their  chief  shall  display 
The  yew-crested  bonnet  o'er  tresses  of  grey ! 
How  the  race  of  wrong'd  Alpine  and  murder'd  Glencoe 
Shall  shout  for  revenge  when  they  pour  on  the  foe ! 

Ye  sons  of  brown  Dermid,  who  slew  the  wild  boar, 
Resume  the  pure  faith  of  the  great  Calluni-More  I 
Mac-Neil  of  the  Islands,  and  Moy  of  the  Lake, 
For  honor,  for  freedom,  for  vengeance  awake ! 

Here  a  large  greyhound,  bounding  up  the  glen,  jumped 
upon  Flora  and  interruj^ted  her  music  by  his  importunate 
caresses.  At  a  distant  whistle  he  turned  and  shot  down  the 
path  again  with  the  rapidity  of  an  arrow.  "  That  is  Fergus's 
faithful  attendant.  Captain  Waverley,  and  that  was  his  sig- 
nal. He  likes  no  poetry  but  what  is  humorous,  and  comes  in 
good  time  to  interrupt  my  long  catalogue  of  the  tribes,  whom 
one  of  your  saucy  English  poets  calls 

Onr  bootless  host  of  high-born  beggars, 
Mac-Leans,  Mac-Kenzies,  and  Mac-Gregors." 

Waverley  expressed  his  regret  at  the  interruption. 
"  Oh,  you  cannot  guess  how  much  you  have  lost !     The  bard, 
as  in  duty  bound,  has  addressed  three  long  stanzas  to  Vich 


WAVERLET.  187 

Ian  Vohr  of  the  Banners,  enumerating  all  his  great  properties, 
axid  not  forgetting  his  being  a  cheerer  of  the  harper  and  bard 
— "a  giver  of  bounteous  gifts."  Besides,  you  should  have 
heard  a  practical  admonition  to  the  fair-haired  son  of  the 
stranger,  who  lives  in  the  land  where  the  grass  is  always 
green — the  rider  on  the  shining  pampered  steed,  whose  hue  is 
like  the  raven,  and  whose  neigh  is  like  the  scream  of  the  eagle 
for  battle.  This  valiant  horseman  is  affectionately  conjured 
to  remember  that  his  ancestors  Avere  distinguished  by  their 
loyalty  as  well  as  by  their  courage.  All  this  you  have  lost; 
but,  since  your  curiosity  is  not  satisfied,  I  judge,  from  the 
distant  sound  of  my  brother's  whistle,  I  may  have  time  to 
sing  the  concluding  stanzas  before  he  comes  to  laugh  at  my 
translation." 

Awake  on  yonr  hills,  on  your  islands  awako, 
Brave  sons  of  the  mountain,  the  frith,  and  the  lake! 
'Tis  the  bugle — but  not  for  the  chase  is  the  call ; 
'Tis  the  pibroch's  shrill  summons — but  not  to  the  hall. 

'Tis  the  summons  of  heroes  for  concjuost  ur  death. 
When  the  banners  arc  hlazinj^  on  iiioiintuin  and  heath: 
They  call  to  the  <lirk,  the  claymore,  and  tlie  targe, 
To  the  march  and  the  muster,  the  line  and  the  charge. 

Be  the  brand  of  each  chieftain  like  Fin's  in  his  ire! 
May  the  l)li>od  through  his  veins  flow  like  currents  of  firel 
Burst  tlifbase  foreign  yoke  as  your  sires  did  of  yore, 
Or  die  like  your  aires,  and  endure  it  no  more ! 


CHAPTER     XXTTT. 

WAVP:uLKY    continues    at    aLKVNAQUOTCH. 

As  Flora  concludod  licr  song,  l-'crgus  stood  l)f'foro  them. 
"I  knew  I  sliould  find  you  hero,  even  without  the  jussistaiice 
of  my  friend  Bran.  A  simple  and  unsubliiued  taste  now,  liko 
my  own,  would  prefer  a.jr.f.  d'ean  at  Versailles  to  this  cascade, 
with  all  its  acoompaniinfnt.s  of  rock  and  roar;  but  this  is 
Flora's  Parnassus,  Captain  Waverley,  and  that  fouutaui  her 


188  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Helicon.  It  would  be  greatly  for  the  benefit  of  my  cellar  if 
she  could  teach  her  coadjutor,  Mac-Murrough,  the  value  of  its 
influence;  he  has  just  drunk  a  pint  of  usquebaugh  to  correct, 
he  said,  the  coldness  of  the  claret.  Let  me  try  its  virtues.** 
He  sipped  a  little  water  in  the  hollow  of  his  hand,  and  im- 
mediately commenced,  with  a  theatrical  air : 

"  0  Lady  of  the  desert,  hail ! 
Tliat  hjvest  the  harx)ing  of  the  Gael, 
Through  fair  and  fertile  regions  borne, 
Where  never  yet  grew  grass  or  corn. 

But  English  poetry  will  never  succeed  under  the  influence  of 
a  Highland  Helicon.     Allans,   courage  I 

0  vous,  qui  buvez,  h.  tasse  pleine, 
A  cette  heureuse  fontaine, 
Oil  on  ne  voit,  sur  le  rivage, 

Que  quelques  vilains  troupeaux, 
Suivis  de  nymphes  de  village, 

Qui  les  escortent  sans  sabots ^ 


"A  truce,  dear  Fergus!  spare  us  those  most  tedious  and 
insipid  persons  of  all  Arcadia.  Do  not,  for  Heaven's  sake, 
bring  down  Coridon  and  Lindor  upon  us." 

"  Xay,  if  you  cannot  relish  la  houlette  ct  le  chalumeau,  have 
with  you  in  heroic  strains." 

''  Dear  Fergus,  you  have  certainly  partaken  of  the  inspira- 
tion of  Mac-Murrough' s  cup  rather  than  of  mine." 

"  I  disclaim  it,  ma  helle  demoiselle,  although  I  protest  it 
would  be  the  more  congenial  of  the  two.  Which  of  your 
crack-brained  Italian  romancers  is  it  that  says : 

lo  d'Elicona  niente 
Mi  euro,  in  fe  de  Dio ;  che'l  here  d'acque 
(Bea  chi  ber  ne  vuol)  sempre  mi  spiacque?  • 

But  if  you  prefer  the  Gaelic,  Captain  Waverley,  here  is  little 
Cathleen  shall  sing  you  Drimmindhu.     Come,  Cathleen,  astore 
{i.e.,  my  dear),  begin;  no  apologies  to  the  Cean-kinne." 
Cathleen  sung  with  much  liveliness  a  little  Gaelic  song,  the 

'  Good  sooth,  I  reck  nought  of  your  Helicon  ; 
Drink  water  whoso  will,  in  faith  1  will  drink  none. 


WAVERLEY.  189 

burlesque  elegy  of  a  countryman  on  the  loss  of  his  cow,  the 
comic  tones  of  which,  though  he  did  not  understand  the  lan- 
guage, made  AVaverley  laugh  more  than  once.  ' 

'"Admirable,  Cathleen!"  cried  the  Chieftain;  "I  must  find 
you  a  handsome  husband  among  the  clansmen  one  of  these 
days." 

Cathleen  laughed,  blushed,  and  sheltered  herseK  behind  her 
companion. 

In  the  progress  of  their  return  to  the  castle,  the  Chieftain 
warmly  pressed  Waverley  to  remain  for  a  week  or  two,  in 
order  to  see  a  grand  hunting  party,  in  which  he  and  some 
other  Highland  gentlemen  proposed  to  join.  The  charms  of 
melody  and  lieauty  were  too  strongly  impressed  in  Edward's 
breast  to  permit  his  declining  an  invitation  so  pleasing.  It 
was  agreed,  therefore,  that  he  should  write  a  note  to  the 
Baron  of  Bradwardine,  expressing  his  intention  to  stay  a 
fortnight  at  Glennaquoich,  and  requesting  him  to  forward 
by  the  bearer  (a  gilly  of  the  Chieftain's)  any  letters  which 
might  have  ariived  for  him. 

'I'his  turned  the  discourse  upon  the  Baron,  whom  Fergus 
highly  extolled  as  a  gentleman  and  soldier.  His  character 
wa.s  touched  with  yet  more  discrimination  by  Flora,  who  ob- 
eerved  he  was  the  very  model  of  the  old  Scottisli  cavalier, 
with  all  his  cxeellencies  aiul  ])eculiarities.  "It  is  a  (char- 
acter, Caj)tain  Waverley,  wliich  is  fast  disappearing;  for  its 
best  iK)int  was  a  self-res])ect  which  was  never  lost  sight  of 
till  now.  liut  in  the  present  time  the  gentlemen  whose  prin- 
ciph's  do  not  i)ermit  theni  to  ])ay  court  to  tlie  existing  govern- 
ment are  neglected  and  dcgradfMl,  and  many  conduct  them- 
selves accordingly;  and,  like  some  <^f  the  j)er.sons  you  have 
seen  at  Tully-Veolan,  ado])t  iiahits  and  coni])anions  inconsist- 
ent with  their  birth  and  breeding.  'I'hc  inthless  proscri])tion 
of  party  seems  tc:)  degrade  the  victims  whom  it  brands,  how- 
ever unjustly.     l'.ut  let  us  hope  a  brigliter  day  is  jijtproaching, 

•  Thi.s  ancient  Gaelic  ditty  i.i  still  well  known,  both  in  the  Highlands 
and  in  Irolnnd.  It  wa.s  tninsldt*-'!  into  Kimli.sli,  imd  piihliHln-d,  if  I  inis- 
takc  u(>[,  vindfT  tiie  aimpices  of  the  fucetioua  Tom  D'Orlcy,  l)y  the  title  of 
"CoUey.myCow." 


190  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

when  a  Scottish  country  gentleman  may  be  a  scholar  without 
the  pedantry  of  our  friend  the  Baron,  a  sportsman  without  the 
low  habits  of  Mr.  Falconer,  and  a  judicious  improver  of  his 
property  witliout  becoming  a  boorish  two-legged  steer  like 
Killancureit. " 

Thus  did  Flora  prophesy  a  revolution,  which  time  indeed 
has  produced,  but  in  a  manner  very  dilferent  from  what  she 
had  in  her  mind. 

The  amiable  Kose  was  next  mentioned,  with  the  warmest 
encomium  on  her  person,  manners,  and  mind.  "That  man," 
said  Flora,  "  will  iind  an  inestimable  treasure  in  the  affections 
of  Rose  Bradwardine  who  shall  be  so  fortunate  as  to  become 
their  object.  Her  very  soul  is  in  home,  and  in  the  discharge 
of  all  those  quiet  virtues  of  which  home  is  the  centre.  Her 
husband  Avill  be  to  her  what  her  father  now  is,  the  object  of 
all  her  care,  solicitude,  and  affection.  She  will  see  nothing, 
and  connect  herself  with  nothing,  but  by  him  and  through 
him.  If  he  is  a  man  of  sense  and  vii-tue,  she  will  sympathise 
in  his  sorrows,  divert  his  fatigue,  and  share  his  pleasures.  If 
she  becomes  the  property  of  a  churlish  or  negligent  husband, 
she  will  suit  his  taste  also,  for  she  will  not  long  survive  his 
unkindness.  And,  alas!  how  great  is  the  chance  that  some 
such  im worthy  lot  may  be  that  of  my  poor  friend !  Oh,  that  I 
were  a  queen  this  moment,  and  could  command  the  most  ami- 
able and  worthy  youth  of  my  kingdom  to  accept  happiness 
with  the  hand  of  Rose  Bradwardine!" 

"  I  wish  you  would  command  her  to  accept  mine  en  attend- 
ant,''^ said  Fergus,  laughing. 

I  don't  know  by  what  caprice  it  was  that  this  wish,  how- 
ever jocularly  expressed,  rather  jarred  on  Edward's  feelings, 
notwithstanding  his  growing  inclination  to  Flora  and  his  in- 
difference to  Miss  Bradwardine.  This  is  one  of  the  inexplica- 
bilities  of  human  nature,  which  we  leave  without  comment. 

"Yours,  brother?"  answered  Flora,  regarding  him  steadily. 
"  ^To ;  you  have  another  bride — Honour ;  and  the  dangers  you 
must  run  in  pursuit  of  her  rival  would  break  poor  Rose's 
heart. " 

With  this  discourse  they  reached  the  castle,  and  Waverley 


WAVERLEY.  191 

soon  prepared  his  despatches  for  TuUy-Veolan.  As  he  knew 
the  Barou  was  punctilious  in  such  matters,  he  was  about  to 
impress  his  billet  with  a  seal  on  which  his  armorial  bearings 
were  engi-aved,  but  he  did  not  find  it  at  his  watch,  and  thought 
he  must  have  left  it  at  Tully-Yeolan.  He  mentioned  his  loss, 
borrowing  at  the  same  time  the  family  seal  of  the  Chieftain. 

"  Surely, "  said  Miss  Mac-Ivor,  "  Donald  Bean  Lean  would 
not " 

"  My  life  for  him  in  such  circumstances, "  answered  her 
brother  J  *' besides,  he  would  never  have  left  the  watch  be- 
hind." 

"After  all,  Fergus,"  said  Flora,  "and  with  every  aUow 
ance,  I  am  surprised  you  can  countenance  that  man." 

"  I  countenance  him?  This  kind  sister  of  mine  would  per- 
suade you.  Captain  Waverley,  that  I  take  what  the  people  o£ 
old  used  to  call  *a  steakraid,'  that;  is,  a  'collop  of  the  foray,' 
or,  in  plainer  words,  a  portion  of  the  robber'  s  booty,  paid  by 
him  to  the  Laird,  or  Chief,  through  whose  grounds  he  drove 
his  prey.  Oh,  it  is  certain  that,  unless  I  can  find  some  way  to 
charm  Flora's  tongue.  General  Blakeney  will  send  a  sergeant's 
party  from  Stirling  (this  he  said  with  haughty  and  emphatic 
irony)  to  seize  Vich  Ian  Vohr,  as  they  nickname  me,  in  his 
own  castle," 

"  Now,  Fergus,  must  not  our  guest  be  sensible  that  all  this 
is  folly  and  affectation"!'  You  have  men  enough  to  serve  you 
without  enlisting  banditti,  and  your  own  honour  is  above 
taint.  Why  don't  you  send  this  Donald  Bean  Lean,  whom  I 
hate  for  liis  Kiuoothiiess  and  du])licity  even  more  than  for  his 
rapine,  out  of  your  country  at  once?  No  cause  should  induce 
me  to  tolerate  sucli  a  character." 

**  No  cau.He,  Flora?"  said  the  Chieftain  significantly. 

"No  cause,  Fergus  1  not  even  tliat  which  is  nearest  bo  my 
heai-t.     Spare  it  tlio  omen  of  such  evil  Hup|X)rterBl" 

"Oil,  but,  sister,"  rt^joincd  the  Chief  gaily,  "you  don't  con- 
sider my  respect  for  la  bvlle  jmjision.  Evan  Dhu  Maccombioh 
is  in  love  with  Donald's  daughter,  Alice,  and  you  cannot  ex- 
pert me  to  disturb  him  in  his  amours.  Why,  tlie  wlioli^  clan 
■r-o-ild  cry  shame  on  me.  You  know  it  is  one  of  tlunr  wise 
9  Vol.  1 


192  WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

sayings,  that  a  kinsman  is  part  of  a  man's  body,  but  a  foster- 
brother  is  a  piece  of  his  heart." 

'■  WeU.,  Fergus,  there  is  no  disputing  with  you;  but  1  would 
all  this  may  end  well." 

"  Devoutly  prayed,  my  dear  and  prophetic  sister,  and  the 
best  way  hi  the  world  to  close  a  dubious  argument.  But  hear 
ye  not  the  pipes.  Captain  Waverley?  Perhaps  you  will  like 
better  to  dauce  to  them  in  the  hall  than  to  be  deafened  with 
their  harmony  without  takuig  part  in  the  exercise  they  invite 
us  to." 

Waverley  took  Mora's  hand.  The  dance,  song,  and  merry- 
making proceeded,  and  closed  the  day's  entertainment  at  the 
castle  of  Vich  Ian  Vohr.  Edward  at  length  retired,  his  mind 
agitated  by  a  variety  of  new  and  conflicting  feelings,  which 
detained  him  from  rest  for  some  time,  in  that  not  unpleasing 
state  of  mind  in  which  fancy  takes  the  helm,  and  the  soul 
rather  drifts  passively  along  with  the  rapid  and  confused  tide 
of  reflections  than  exerts  itself  to  encounter,  systematise,  or 
examine  them.  At  a  late  hour  he  fell  asleep  and  di-eamed  of 
Flora  Mac-Ivor. 


CHAPTER  XXIV. 

A    8TAG-HUXT    AND    ITS    CONSEQUENCES. 

Shall  this  be  a  long  or  a  short  chapter?  This  is  a  ques- 
tion in  which  you,  gentle  reader,  have  no  vote,  however  much 
you  may  be  interested  in  the  consequences;  just  as  you  may 
(like  myself)  probably  have  nothing  to  do  with  the  imposing 
a  new  tax,  excepting  the  trifling  circumstance  of  being  obliged 
to  pay  it.  More  happy  surely  in  the  present  case,  since, 
though  it  lies  within  my  arbitrary  power  to  extend  my  ma- 
terials as  I  think  proper,  I  cannot  call  you  into  Exchequer  if 
you  do  not  think  proper  to  read  my  narrative.  Let  me  there- 
fore consider.  It  is  true  that  the  annals  and  documents  in  my 
hands  say  but  little  of  this  Highland  chase;  but  then  I  can 
find  copious  materials  for  description  elsewhere.     There  is  old 


WAVERLEY.  193 

Lindsay  of  Pitscottie  ready  at  my  elbo%  with,  his  Athole 
hunting,  and  his  "lofted  and  joisted  palace  of  green  timber j 
with  all  kind  of  drink  to  be  had  in  burgh  and  land,  as  ale, 
beer,  wine,  muscadel,  malvaise,  hippocras,  and  aquavitse  j  with 
wheat-bread,  main-bread,  ginge-bread,  beef,  mutton,  lamb, 
veal,  venison,  goose,  grice,  capon,  coney,  crane,  swan,  par- 
tridge, plover,  duck,  drake,  brissel-cock,  pawnies,  black-cock, 
muir-fowl,  and  capercailzies" ;  not  forgetting  the  "  costly  bed- 
ding, vaiselle,  and  napry,"  and  least  of  all  the  ''excelling 
stewards,  cunning  baxters,  excellent  cooks,  and  pottingars, 
with  confections  and  drugs  for  the  desserts."  Besides  the 
particulars  which  may  be  thence  gleaned  for  this  Highland 
feast  (the  splendour  of  which  induced  the  Pope's  legate  to 
dissent  from  an  opinion  which  he  had  hitherto  held,  that 
Scotland,  namely,  was  the — the — the  latter  end  of  the  world — 
besides  these,  might  I  not  illuminate  my  pages  with  Taylor 
the  Water  Poet's  hunting  in  the  Braes  of  Mar,  where, 

Through  heather,  mosse,  'mong  frogs,  and  bogs,  and  fogs, 
'Mongst  craggy  cliffs  and  thunder-batter'd  hills, 

Hares,  hinds,  bucks,  rocs,  are  chased  by  men  and  dogs, 
Where  two  hours'  hunting  fourscore  fat  deer  kills. 

Ijowland,  your  sports  are  low  as  is  your  seat ; 

The  llighluud  games  and  minds  arc  high  and  great? 

But  -without  further  tyranny  over  my  readers,  or  display  of 
the  extent  of  my  own  reading,  I  shall  content  myself  with 
borrowing  a  single  incident  from  the  memorable  lumting  at 
Ludfi,  commemorated  in  the  ingenious  Mr.  Gunn's  essay  on  the 
Calpdonian  Harp,  and  ho  proceed  in  my  story  with  all  the 
brevity  that  my  natural  stylo  of  composition,  partaking  of 
what  scliolars  call  the  periphrastic  and  ambagitory,  and  tho 
vulgar  tho  circumbendibus,  will  permit  me. 

The  solemn  hunting  wfis  delayed,  from  various  causes,  for 
about  three  weeks.  The  interval  \v;iH  spent  by  Waverley  with 
great  satisfaction  at  Cilermaquoich ;  for  the  impression  which 
Flora  had  made  on  his  mind  at  their  first  meeting  grew  daily 
stronger.  She  was  precisely 'the  character  to  fascinate  a  youth 
of  romantic  imagination.  Fler  manners,  her  language,  her 
talents  for  poetry  and  music,  gave  additional  and  varied  in- 


194  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

fluence  to  her  emineut  personal  charms.  Even  in  her  hours 
of  gaiety  she  was  in  his  fancy  exalted  above  the  ordinary 
daughters  of  Eve,  and  seemed  only  to  stoop  for  an  mstant  to 
those  topics  of  amusement  and  gallantry  which  others  appear 
to  live  for.  In  the  neighbourhood  of  this  enchantress,  while 
sport  consumed  the  morning  and  music  and  the  dance  led  on 
the  hours  of  evening,  Waverley  became  daily  more  delighted 
with  his  hospitable  landlord,  and  more  enamoured  of  his  be- 
witching sister. 

At  length  the  period  fixed  for  the  grand  hunting  arrived, 
and  Waverley  and  the  Chieftain  departed  for  the  place  of 
rendezvous,  which  was  a  day's  journey  to  the  northward  of 
Glennaquoich.  Fergus  was  attended  on  this  occasion  by  about 
three  hundred  of  his  clan,  well  armed  and  accoutred  in  their 
best  fashion.  Waverley  complied  so  far  with  the  custom  of 
the  country  as  to  adopt  the  trews  (he  could  not  be  reconciled 
to  the  kilt),  brogues,  and  bonnet,  as  the  fittest  dress  for  tho 
exercise  in  which  he  was  to  be  engaged,  and  which  least  ex- 
posed him  to  be  stared  at  as  a  stranger  when  they  should  reach 
the  place  of  rendezvous.  They  found  on  the  spot  appointed 
several  powerful  Chiefs,  to  all  of  whom  Waverley  was  for- 
mally presented,  and  by  all  cordially  received.  Their  vassals 
and  clansmen,  a  part  of  whose  feudal  duty  it  was  to  attend 
on  these  parties,  appeared  in  such  numbers  as  amounted  to  a 
small  army.  These  active  assistants  spread  tlu-ough  the  coun- 
try far  and  near,  forming  a  circle,  technically  called  the  tinchel, 
which,  gradually  closing,  drove  the  deer  in  herds  together  tow- 
ards the  glen  where  the  Chiefs  and  principal  sportsmen  lay  in 
wait  for  them.  In  the  mean  while  these  distinguished  person- 
ages bivouacked  among  the  flowery  heath,  wrapped  up  in  their 
plaids,  a  mode  of  passing  a  summer's  night  which  Waverley 
found  by  no  means  unpleasant. 

For  many  hours  after  sunrise  the  mountain  ridges  and 
passes  retained  their  ordinary  appearance  of  silence  and  soli- 
tude, and  the  Chiefs,  with  their  followers,  amused  themselves 
with  various  x>as times,  in  which*  the  joys  of  the  shell,  as  Os- 
sian  has  it,  were  not  forgotten.  "  Others  apart  sate  on  a  hill 
retired, "  jjrobably  as  deeply  engaged  in  the  discussion  of  poll- 


WAVERLEY.  196 

tics  and  news  as  Milton's  spirits  in  metaphysical  disquisition. 
At  length  signals  of  the  approach  of  the  game  were  descried 
and  heard.  Distant  shouts  resoimded  from  valley  to  valley, 
as  the  various  parties  of  Highlanders,  climbing  rocks,  strug- 
gling through  copses,  wading  brooks,  and  traversing  thickets, 
approached  more  and  more  near  to  each  other,  and  compelled 
the  astonished  deer,  with  the  other  wild  animals  that  fled  be- 
fore them,  into  a  narrower  circuit.  Every  now  and  then  the 
report  of  muskets  was  heard,  repeated  by  a  thousand  echoes. 
The  baying  of  the  dogs  was  soon  added  to  the  chorus,  Avhich 
grew  ever  louder  and  more  loud.  At  length  the  advanced 
parties  of  the  deer  began  to  show  themselves;  and  as  the 
stragglers  came  bounding  down  the  pass  by  two  or  three  at  a 
time,  the  Chiefs  showed  their  skill  by  distinguishing  the  fat- 
test deer,  and  their  dexterity  in  bringing  them  down  Avith 
their  guns.  Fergus  exhibited  remarkable  address,  and  Ed- 
ward was  also  so  fortunate  as  to  attract  the  notice  and  applause 
of  the  sportsmen. 

But  now  the  main  body  of  the  deer  appeared  at  the  head  of 
the  glen,  compelled  into  a  very  narrow  compass,  and  present- 
ing such  a  formidable  phalanx  that  their  antlers  appeared  at  a 
distance,  over  the  ridge  of  the  steep  pass,  like  a  leafless  grove. 
Thf-ir  numljer  was  vpry  great,  and  from  a  des]ierate  stand 
which  they  nuide,  with  the  tallest  of  tlie  red-deer  stags  ar- 
ranged in  front,  in  a  sort  of  battle-array,  gazing  on  the  group 
which  barred  their  passage  down  the  glen,  the  more  experi- 
enced sportsmen  began  to  augur  danger.  The  work  of  de- 
struction, howcvfr,  now  commenced  on  all  sides.  Do^'s  and 
hunters  were  at  woi-k,  and  muskets  and  fusees  resounded  from 
every  quarter.  The  deer,  driven  to  desperation,  made  at 
length  a  fearful  charge  right  upon  the  spot  where  the  more 
distinguished  sportsmon  had  takt'u  their  stand.  The  word  was 
given  in  fJaflic;  to  fling  tliemsolvcs  U[ton  tlieir  faccHj  but  Wa- 
verley,  on  whose  English  cars  the  signal  was  lost,  had  almost 
fallen  a  sa/'rifico  to  his  ignorance  of  the  ancient  language  in 
which  it  was  communicated.  Fergus,  observing  his  danger, 
sprung  up  and  pulled  him  with  violence  to  the  ground,  just 
as  the  whole  herd  broke  down  upon  them.     The  tide  being 


196  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

absolutely  irresistible,  and  wounds  from  a  stag's  horn  highly 
dangerous,*  the  activity  of  the  Chieftain  may  be  considered, 
on  this  occasion,  as  having  saved  his  guest's  life.  He  de- 
tained him  with  a  firm  grasp  until  the  whole  herd  of  deer 
had  fairly  run  over  them.  Waverley  then  attempted  to  rise, 
but  found  that  he  had  suffered  several  very  severe  contusions, 
and,  upon  a  further  examination,  discovered  that  he  had 
sprained  his  ankle  violently. 

This  checked  the  mirth  of  the  meeting,  although  the  High- 
landers, accustomed  to  such  incidents,  and  prepared  for  them, 
had  suffered  no  harm  themselves.  A  wigwam  was  erected  al- 
most in  an  instant,  where  Edward  was  deposited  on  a  couch 
of  heather.  The  surgeon,  or  he  who  assumed  the  office,  ap- 
peared to  unite  the  characters  of  a  leech  and  a  conjuror.  He 
was  an  old  smoke-dried  Highlander,  wearing  a  venerable  grey 
beard,  and  having  for  his  sole  garment  a  tartan  frock,  the 
skirts  of  which  descended  to  the  knee,  and,  being  undivided 
in  front,  made  the  vestment  serve  at  once  for  doublet  and 
breeches.'  He  observed  great  ceremony  in  approaching  Ed- 
ward; and  though  our  hero  was  writhing  with  pain,  would 
not  proceed  to  any  operation  which  might  assuage  it  until  he 
had  perambulated  his  couch  three  times,  moving  from  east  to 
west,  according  to  the  course  of  the  sun.  This,  which  was 
called  making  the  deasil,^  both  the  leech  and  the  assistants 
seemed  to  consider  as  a  matter  of  the  last  importance  to  the 
acomijlisliment  of  a  cure;  and  Waverley,  whom  pain  rendered 
incapable  of  expostulation,  and  who  indeed  saw  no  chance  of 
its  Ijeing  attended  to,  submitted  in  silence. 

After  this  ceremony  was  duly  performed,  the  Esculapius  let 

•  Tho  hurt  from  thetynes,  or  branches,  of  the  stag's  horns  was  accounted 
far  more  dangerous  than  those  of  the  boar's  tusk  : 

If  thou  be  hurt  with  horn  of  stag,  it  brings  thee  to  thy  bier, 

But  barber's  haml  shall  boar's  hurt  heal ;  thereof  have  thou  no  fear. 

•  This  garb,  which  resembled  the  dress  often  put  on  children  in  Scot- 
land, f:alle<l  a  polonie  (i.e.  polonaise),  is  a  very  ancient  modification  of 
the  Highland  garb.  It  was,  in  fact,  the  hauberk  or  shirt  of  mail,  only 
composed  of  cloth  instead  of  rings  of  armour. 

»  Old  Highlanders  will  still  make  the  demil  around  those  whom  they 
wish  well  to.  To  go  round  a  person  in  the  opposite  direction,  or  wither' 
thins  (German  vndcr-sinn),  ia  unlucky,  and  a  sort  of  incantation. 


WAVERLEY. 


197 


his  patient's  blood  with  a  cuppiug-glass  with  great  de:xterity, 
and  i)roceeded,  muttering  all  the  while  to  himself  in  Gaelic, 
to  boil  on  the  fire  certain  herbs,  with  which  he  compomided 
an  embrocation.  He  then  fomented  the  parts  which  had  sus- 
tained injury,  never  failing  to  murmur  prayers  or  spells,  which 
of  the  two  Waverley  could  not  distinguish,  as  his  ear  only 
cauglit  the  words  Gaspar-MelcMor-Balthazar-max-prax-faXy 
and  similar  gibberish.  The  fomentation  had  a  speedy  effect 
in  alleviating  the  pain  and  swelling,  which  our  hero  imputed 
to  the  virtue  of  the  herbs  or  the  effect  of  the  chafing,  but 
which  was  by  the  bystanders  unanimously  ascribed  to  the 
spells  with  which  the  operation  had  been  accompanied.  Ed- 
ward was  given  to  understand  that  not  one  of  the  ingredients 
had  l)een  gathered  except  during  the  full  moon,  and  that  the 
herbalist  had,  while  collecting  them,  uniformly  recited  a 
charm,  which  in  English  ran  thus  • 

Huil  to  thee,  thou  holy  herb. 
That  sprung  on  lioly  ground ! 
All  in  the  ^fount  Olivet 
First  wert  tiiou  (bund. 
Thou  art  hoot  for  many  a  bruise, 
And  hcalcst  many  a  wound; 
In  our  Lady's  blesse<l  name, 
I  take  tljee  from  the  ground. ' 

Edward  observed  with  some  surprise  that  even  Fergus,  not- 
with.standing  his  knowledge  and  education,  seemed  to  fall  in 
with  the  sup('rstiti(jus  ide;is  of  liis  countrymen,  either  because 
he  deemed  it  impcditic  to  affect  scepticism  on  a  matter  of 
general  belief,  or  mcne  probal)ly  because,  like  most  men  wlio 
do  not  think  deejily  or  tu^cnirately  on  such  subjects,  lie  had  in 
his  mind  a  reserve  of  superstition  which  l)alanced  tlie  fre(Hioni 
of  his  expre.ssions  and  ])r:u;ti('o  uj)<)u  other  occiisioiis.  Waver- 
ley made  no  commcnlary,  therefore,  on  the  manner  of  tlio 
treatment,  but  rewarded  tlie  professor  of  medicine  with  a 
liberality  beyond  the  utmost  conception  of  his  wildest  hopes. 
He  uttered  on  the  occasion  bo  many  incoherent  blessings  in 

'  Tliis  metrical  spell,  or  something  very  like  it,  is  preserved  by  lleginald 
Scott  in  his  work  ou  Witchcraft. 


198  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Gaelic  and  English  that  Mac-Ivor,  rather  scandalii3ed  at  the 
excess  of  his  acknowledgments,  cut  them  short  by  exclaiming, 
Cefid  mile  vi/ialloirh  ort !  i.e.,  "A  hundred  thousand  curses 
on  you!"  and  so  pushed  the  helper  of  men  out  of  the  cabin. 

After  Waverley  was  left  alone,  the  exhaustion  of  pain  and 
fatigue, — for  the  whole  day's  exercise  had  been  severe, ^ — threw 
him  into  a  profound,  but  yet  a  feverish  sleep,  which  he  chiefly 
owed  to  an  opiate  draught  administered  by  the  old  Highlander 
from  some  decoction  of  herbs  in  his  pharmacopoeia. 

Eai'ly  the  next  morning,  the  purpose  of  their  meeting  being 
over,  and  their  sports  damped  by  the  untoward  accident,  ia 
which  Fergus  and  all  his  friends  expressed  the  greatest  sym- 
pathy, it  became  a  question  how  to  dispose  of  the  disabled 
8i)ortsman.  This  was  settled  by  ]\Iac-Ivor,  who  had  a  litter 
prepared,  of  "  birch  and  hazel  grey, "  '  which  was  borne  by  hia 
people  with  such  caution  and  dexterity  as  renders  it  not  im- 
probable that  they  may  have  been  the  ancestors  of  some  of 
those  sturdy  Gael  who  have  now  the  happiness  to  transport 
the  belles  of  Edinburgh  in  their  sedan-chairs  to  ten  routs  in 
one  evening.  When  Edward  was  elevated  upon  their  shoul- 
ders he  could  not  help  being  gratified  with  the  romantic  effect 
produced  by  the  breaking  up  of  this  sylvan  camp. " 

The  various  tribes  assembled,  each  at  the  pibroch  of  their 
native  clan,  and  each  headed  by  their  patriarchal  ruler. 
Some,  who  had  already  begun  to  retire,  were  seen  winding  up 
the  hnis,  or  descending  the  passes  which  led  to  the  scene  of 
action,  the  sound  of  their  bagpipes  dying  upon  the  ear.  Others 
made  still  a  moving  picture  upon  the  narrow  plain,  forming 
various  changeful  groups,  their  feathers  and  loose  plaids  wav- 
ing in  the  morning  breeze,  and  their  arms  glittering  in  the 
rising  sun.  Most  of  the  Chiefs  came  to  take  farewell  of  Wa- 
verley, and  to  express  their  anxious  hope  they  might  again, 
and  speedily,  meet;  but  the  care  of  Fergus  abridged  the  cere- 
mony of  taking  leave.     At  length,  his  own  men  being  com* 

*  On  the  morrow  they  made  their  biers 
Of  birch  and  hazel  grey. 

Chevy  Chase. 

•  See  The  Hunting  Match.    Note  26. 


WAVERLEY.  199 

pletely  assembled  and  mustered,  Mac-Ivor  commenced  his 
march,  but  not  towards  the  quarter  from  which  they  had 
come.  He  gave  Edward  to  understand  that  the  greater  part 
of  his  followers  now  on  the  field  were  bound  on  a  distant 
expedition,  and  that  when  he  had  deposited  him  in  the  house 
of  a  gentleman,  who  he  was  sure  would  pay  him  every  atten- 
tion, he  himself  should  be  under  the  necessity  of  accompany- 
ing them  the  greater  part  of  the  way,  but  would  lose  no  time 
in  rejoining  his  friend. 

Waverley  was  rather  surprised  that  Fergus  had  not  men- 
tioned this  ulterior  destination  when  they  set  out  upon  the 
hunting-party;  but  his  situation  did  not  admit  of  many  inter- 
rogatories. The  greater  part  of  the  clansmen  went  forward 
under  the  guidance  of  old  Ballenkeiroch  and  Evan  Dhu  Mac- 
combich,  apparently  in  high  spirits.  A  few  remained  for  the 
purpose  of  escorting  the  Chieftain,  who  walked  by  the  side  of 
Edward's  litter,  and  attended  him  Avith  the  most  affectionate 
assiduity.  About  noon,  after  a  journey  which  the  nature  of 
the  conveyance,  tlie  pain  of  his  bruises,  and  the  roughness  of 
the  way  rendered  inexpressibly  painful,  Waverley  was  liospit- 
ably  received  into  the  house  of  a  gentleman  related  to  Fergus, 
who  liad  ])rej)ared  for  liim  every  accommodation  which  the 
sim])lc  lialnts  of  living  tlien  universal  in  tlio  Highlands  put  in 
his  p<nv«;r.  In  tliis  person,  an  old  man  about  seventy,  Edward 
admired  a  relic  of  primitive  simplicity.  He  wore  no  dress  but 
what  his  estate  afforded;  the  cloth  was  the  fleece  of  his  own 
sheep,  woven  by  his  own  servants,  and  stained  into  tartan  by 
the  dyes  produced  from  tlie  lierbs  and  licliens  of  tlie  hills 
around  him.  His  linen  was  s])un  by  liis  daughters  and  maid- 
servants, from  his  own  flax ;  nor  did  his  table,  though  plenti- 
fid,  and  varied  with  ga.nw  and  fish,  offer  an  article  but  what 
was  of  native  produce. 

f'laiming  himself  no  riglits  of  clanshi])  or  vassalage,  ho  was 
fortunate  in  the  allianee  and  protection  of  Vi(th  Ian  Vohr  and 
other  bold  and  enterprising  Chieftains,  wlio  protected  him  in 
the  quiet  unambitious  life  lie  loved.  It  is  true,  the  youth 
born  on  his  grounds  were  often  enticed  to  leave  him  for  the 
service  of  his  more  active  friends;  but  a  few  old  servants  and 


200  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

tenants  used  to  shake  their  grey  locks  when  they  heard  their 
master  censured  for  want  of  spirit,  and  observed,  "  When  the 
wind  is  still,  the  shower  falls  soft."  This  good  old  man, 
whose  charity  and  hospitality  were  unbounded,  would  have 
received  Waverley  with  kindness  had  he  been  the  meanest 
Saxon  peasant,  since  his  situation  required  assistance.  But 
his  attention  to  a  friend  and  guest  of  Vich  Ian  Vohr  was  anx- 
ious and  unremitted.  Other  embrocations  were  applied  to  the 
injured  limb,  and  new  spells  were  put  in  practice.  At  length, 
after  more  solicitude  than  was  perhaps  for  the  advantage  of 
his  health,  Fergus  took  farewell  of  Edward  for  a  few  days, 
when,  he  said,  he  would  return  to  Tomanrait,  and  hoped  by 
that  time  Waverley  would  be  able  to  ride  one  of  the  Highland 
ponies  of  his  landlord,  and  in  that  manner  return,  to  Glenna- 
quoich. 

The  next  day,  when  his  good  old  host  appeared,  Edward 
learned  that  his  friend  had  departed  with  the  dawn,  leaving 
none  of  his  followers  except  Galium  Beg,  the  sort  of  foot-page 
who  used  to  attend  his  person,  and  who  had  now  in  charge  to 
wait  upon  Waverley.  On  asking  his  host  if  he  knew  where 
the  Chieftain  was  gone?  the  old  man  looked  fixedly  at  him, 
with  something  mysterious  and  sad  in  the  smile  which  was 
his  only  reply.  Waverley  repeated  his  question,  to  which  his 
host  answered  in  a  proverb : 

"  What  sent  the  messengers  to  hell, 
Was  asking  what  they  knew  full  well."  ' 

He  was  about  to  proceed,  l)ut  Galium  Beg  said,  rather 
pei-tly,  as  Edward  thought,  that  "Ta  Tighearnach  [i.e.,  the 
Chief)  did  not  like  ta  Sassenagh  duinh^-wassel  to  bo  pingled 
wi'  mickle  speaking,  as  she  was  na  tat  weel."  From  this 
Waverley  concluded  he  should  disoblige  his  friend  by  inquir- 
ing of  a  stranger  the  object  of  a  journey  which  he  himself  had 
not  communicated. 

It  is  unnecessary  to  trace  the  progress  of  our  hero's  recov- 
ery.    The  sixth  morning  had  arrived,  and  he  was  able  to  walk 

•  Corresponding  to  the  Lowland  saying,  '  Mony  ane  speers  the  gate  they 
ken  fu'  weel.' 


WAVERLEY.  201 

about  with  a  staff,  when  Fergus  returned  with  about  a  score 
of  his  men.  He  seemed  in  the  highest  spirits,  congratulated 
Waverley  on  his  progress  towards  recovery,  and  finding  he 
was  able  to  sit  on  horseback,  proposed  their  immediate  return 
to  Glennaquoich.  Waverley  joyfully  acceded,  for  the  form  of 
its  fair  mistress  had  lived  in  his  di'cams  during  all  the  time 
of  his  confinement. 

Now  he  has  ridden  o'er  moor  and  moss, 
O'er  hill  and  many  a  glen, 

Fergus,  all  the  while,  with  his  myrmidons,  striding  stoutly 
by  his  side,  or  diverging  to  get  a  shot  at  a  roe  or  a  heath- 
cock.  Waverley 's  bosom  beat  thick  when  they  approached 
the  old  tower  of  Ian  nan  Chaistel,  and  could  distinguish  the 
fair  form  of  its  mistress  advancing  to  meet  them. 

Fergus  l>egau  immediately,  with  his  usual  high  spirits,  to 
exclaim:  "Open  your  gates,  incomparable  princess,  to  the 
wounded  Mu(jr  Abiudarez,  whom  llodrigo  de  Narvez,  con- 
stable of  Antiquera,  conveys  to  your  castle ;  or  open  them,  if 
yoii  like  it  better,  to  the  renowned  Marquis  of  Mantua,  the 
sad  attendant  of  liis  half-slain  friend  Baldovinos  of  the  Moim- 
tain.  Ah,  long  rest  to  thy  soul,  Cervantes!  without  (pioting 
thy  remnants,  how  should  1  frame  my  language  to  betit  ro- 
mantic ears!" 

Flora  now  advanced,  and  welcoming  Waverley  with  much 
kindness,  expressed  her  regret  for  liis  accident,  of  which  she 
had  already  licard  particulars,  and  her  s  ii])rise  that  lier  brother 
should  not  liave  taken  better  care  to  i)ut  a  stranger  on  his 
giKird  against  the  perils  of  the  sport  in  which  lio  engaged  him. 
Edward  easily  exculpated  the  Chieftain,  who,  indeed,  at  his 
own  personal  risk,  had  i)r()bably  saved  his  life. 

This  greeting  over,  Fergus  said  throe  or  four  words  to  his 
sister  in  Gut-Wc.  The  tears  instantly  sprung  to  lier  (^yes,  but 
they  seemed  to  be  tears  of  devotion  and  joy,  for  she  looked  up 
to  heaven  and  folded  lier  hands  jus  in  a  solemn  expression  of 
prayer  or  gratitude.  After  the  pause  of  a  minute,  slie  pre- 
sented to  Edward  some  letters  which  liad  been  forwarded 
from  Tidly-Veolan  during  his  absence,  and  at  the  same  time 


202  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

delivered  some  to  her  brother.  To  the  latter  she  likewise 
ga\'e  three  or  four  numbers  of  the  Caledonian  Mercury,  the 
ouly  newspaper  which  was  then  published  to  the  north  of  the 
Tweed. 

Both  gentlemen  retired  to  examine  their  despatches,  and 
Edward  speedily  found  that  those  which  he  had  received  con- 
tained matters  of  very  deep  interest. 


CHAPTER  XXV. 

NEWS    FROM   ENGLAND. 

The  letters  which  Waverley  had  hitherto  received  from  Ms 
relations  in  England  were  not  such  as  required  any  particular 
notice  in  this  narrative.  His  father  usually  wrote  to  him  with 
the  pompous  affectation  of  one  who  was  too  much  oppressed 
by  public  alfairs  to  find  leisure  to  attend  to  those  of  his  own 
family.  Now  and  then  he  mentioned  persons  of  rank  in  Scot- 
land to  whom  he  wished  his  son  should  pay  some  attention; 
but  Waverley,  hitherto  occupied  by  the  amusements  which  he 
had  found  at  TuUy-Veolan  and  Glennaquoich,  dispensed  with 
paying  any  attention  to  hints  so  coldly  thrown  out,  especially 
as  distance,  shortness  of  leave  of  absence,  and  so  forth  fur- 
nished a  ready  apology.  But  latterly  the  burden  of  Mr. 
Richard  Waverley's  paternal  epistles  consisted  in  certain 
mysterious  hints  of  greatness  and  influence  which  he  was 
speedily  to  attain,  and  which  would  ensure  his  son's  obtain- 
ing the  most  rapid  promotion,  should  be  remain  in  the  mili- 
tary service.  Sir  Everard's  letters  were  of  a  different  tenor. 
They  were  short}  for  the  good  Baronet  was  none  of  your 
illimitable  correspondents,  whose  manuscript  overflows  the 
folds  of  their  large  j)ost  paper,  and  leaves  no  room  for  the 
seal ;  but  they  were  kind  and  affectionate,  and  seldom  con- 
cluded without  some  allusion  to  our  hero's  stud,  some  ques- 
tion about  the  state  of  his  purse,  and  a  special  inquiry  after 
such  of  his  recruits  as  had  preceded  him  from  Waverley- 


WAVERLET.  203 

Honour.  Aunt  Rachel  charged  him  to  remember  his  princi- 
ples of  religion,  to  take  care  of  his  health,  to  beware  of  Scotch 
mists,  which,  she  had  heard,  would  wet  an  Englishman  through 
and  through,  never  to  go  out  at  night  without  his  greatcoat, 
and,  above  all,  to  wear  flannel  next  to  his  skin. 

Mr.  Pembroke  only  wrote  to  our  hero  one  letter,  but  it  was 
of  the  bulk  of  six  epistles  of  these  degenerate  days,  containing, 
in  the  moderate  compass  of  ten  folio  pages,  closely  written,  a 
precis  of  a  supplementary  quarto  manuscript  of  addenda,  de- 
lenda,  et  corrigenda  in  reference  to  the  two  tracts  with  which 
he  had  presented  Waverley.  This  he  considered  as  a  mere 
sop  in  the  pan  to  stay  the  appetite  of  Edward's  curiosity  until 
he  should  find  nn  opportunity  of  sending  down  the  volume 
itself,  which  was  much  too  heavy  for  the  post,  and  which  ho 
proposed  to  accompany  with  certain  interesting  pamphlets, 
lately  published  by  his  friend  in  Little  Britain,  with  whom 
ho  had  keyjt  up  a  sort  of  literary  correspondence,  in  virtue  ol 
which  the  library  shelves  of  Waverley-Honour  were  loaded 
with  much  trash,  and  a  good  round  bill,  seldom  summed  in 
fewer  than  three  figures,  was  yearly  transmitted,  in  which  Sii 
Everard  Waverley  of  Waverley-Honour,  Bart.,  was  marked 
Dr.  to  Jonathan  Grubbet,  bookseller  and  stationer,  Little 
Britain.  Such  had  liithcrto  been  the  style  of  the  letters 
whi<;li  Edward  had  received  from  England;  l)ut  the  packet 
delivered  to  him  at  Glenna/iuoich  was  of  a  different  and  more 
interesting  com])lexion.  It  would  be  impossible  for  the 
reader,  even  were  I  to  insert  the  letters  at  full  length,  to 
0OTn|)rfhPiid  th^.  roal  rauso  of  their  bping  written,  Avithout  a 
glanco  \n[A)  the  interior  of  the  British  cabinet  at  the  period  ia 
question. 

Tho  ministers  of  the  day  ha]>i».npd  (no  very  Bingular  event) 
to  be  divided  into  two  parties;  tlio  weakest  of  which,  making 
up  by  assiduity  of  intrigue  th^ir  inferiority  in  real  conse- 
quence, had  of  late  acquired  somo  new  ])roHelytes,  and  with 
them  the  hope  of  8ui)erseding  their  rivals  in  the  favour  of 
their  sovereign,  and  over[)Owering  them  in  the  House  of  Com- 
mons. Amongst  others,  they  had  thought  it  worth  while  to 
practise  upon  liichard  Waverley.     This  honest  gcutloman,  by 


204  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

a  gi'ave  mysterious  demeanour,  an  attention  to  the  etiquette  of 
business  rather  more  than  to  its  essence,  a  facility  in  making 
long  dull  speeches,  consisting  of  truisms  and  commonplaces, 
hashed  up  with  a  tecluiical  jargon  of  office,  which  prevented 
the  inanity  of  his  orations  from  being  discovered,  had  acquired 
a  certain  name  and  credit  in  public  life,  and  even  established, 
with  many,  the  character  of  a  profound  politician;  none  of 
your  shining  orators,  indeed,  whose  talents  evaporate  in  tropes 
of  rhetoric  and  flashes  of  wit,  but  one  possessed  of  steady 
parts  for  business,  which  would  wear  well,  as  the  ladies  say 
in  choosing  their  silks,  and  ought  in  all  reason  to  be  good  for 
common  and  every-day  use,  since  they  were  confessedly  formed 
of  no  holiday  texture. 

This  faith  had  become  so  general  that  the  insurgent  party 
in  the  cabinet,  of  which  we  have  made  mention,  after  sound- 
ing Mr.  Richard  Waverley,  were  so  satisfied  with  his  senti- 
ments and  abilities  as  to  propose  that,  in  case  of  a  certain 
revolution  in  the  ministry,  he  should  take  an  ostensible  place 
in  the  new  order  of  things,  not  indeed  of  the  very  first  rank, 
but  greatly  higher,  in  point  both  of  emolument  and  influence, 
than  that  which  he  now  enjoyed.  There  was  no  resisting  so 
tempting  a  proposal,  notwithstanding  that  the  Great  Man 
under  whose  patronage  he  had  enlisted,  and  by  whose  banner 
he  had  hitherto  stood  iirm,  was  the  principal  object  of  the 
proposed  attack  by  the  new  allies.  Unfortunately  this  fair 
scheme  of  ambition  was  blighted  in  the  very  bud  by  a  prema- 
ture movement.  All  the  official  gentlemen  concerned  in  it 
who  hesitated  to  take  the  i>art  of  a  voluntary  resignation  were 
informed  that  the  king  had  no  further  occasion  for  their  ser- 
vices; and  in  Richard  Waverley's  case,  which  the  minister 
considered  as  aggravated  by  ingratitude,  dismissal  was  accom- 
panied by  something  like  personal  contempt  and  contumely. 
The  public,  and  even  the  party  of  whom  he  shared  the  fall, 
sympathised  little  in  the  disappointment  of  this  selfish  and 
interested  statesman ;  and  he  retired  to  the  country  under  the 
comfortable  reflection  that  he  had  lost,  at  the  same  time, 
character,  credit,  and — what  he  at  least  equally  deplored — 
emolument. 


WAVERLEY.  205 

Richard  "Waverley's  letter  to  his  son  upon  this  occasion  was 
a  masterpiece  of  its  kind.  Aristides  himself  could  not  have 
made  out  a  harder  case.  An  unjust  monarch  and  an  ungrate- 
ful country  were  the  burden  of  each  roimded  paragraph.  He 
spoke  of  long  services  and  unrequited  sacrifices ;  though  the 
former  had  been  overpaid  by  his  salary,  and  nobody  could 
guess  in  what  the  latter  consisted,  unless  it  were  in  his  de- 
serting, not  from  conviction,  but  for  the  lucre  of  gain,  the 
Toi-y  ])rinciples  of  his  family.  In  the  conclusion,  his  resent- 
ment was  wrought  to  such  an  excess  by  the  force  of  his  own 
oratory,  that  he  could  not  repress  some  threats  of  vengeance, 
however  vague  and  impotent,  and  finally  acquainted  his  f-ia 
with  his  pleasiire  that  he  should  testify  his  sense  of  the  ill- 
treatment  he  had  sustained  by  throwing  iip  his  commission  as 
soon  as  the  letter  reached  him.  This,  he  said,  was  also  his 
uncle's  desire,  as  he  would  himself  intimate  in  due  course. 

Accordingly,  the  next  letter  which  Edward  opened  was  from 
Sir  Everavd.  His  brother's  disgrace  seemed  to  have  removed 
from  his  well-natured  bosom  all  recollection  of  their  differ- 
ences, and,  remote  as  he  was  from  every  means  of  learning 
that  Jlichard's  disgrace  was  in  reality  only  the  just  as  well 
SM  natural  consequence  of  his  own  unsuccessful  intrigues,  the 
gr)od  but  credulous  P.aronct  at  once  sot  it  down  as  a  new  and 
enormous  iustanceof  thc^  injustice  of  the  existing  government. 
It  was  true,  he  said,  and  he  must  not  disguise  it  even' from 
Edward,  that  his  father  could  not  have  sustained  such  :in 
insult  as  was  now,  for  the  first  time,  offered  to  one  of  bis 
house,  unless  ho  had  subjected  himself  to  it  by  neeeptin?^'  of 
an  ni])loynient  under  the  ])resent  system.  Sir  ICverard  bad 
no  (loul)t  lliat  lie  now  both  saw  and  felt  the  magnitude  of  tliis 
error,  and  it  should  bo  liis  (Sir  Everard's)  business  to  take 
care  that  the  cause  of  his  regret  should  iiot  extend  itself  to 
])<ieuniary  consef|uenceH.  It  was  enough  for  a  AVaverley  to 
liavt)  sustained  tho  jniblio  disgrace;  tho  patrimonial  injury 
could  easily  be  obviated  by  the  head  of  their  family.  But  ib 
was  both  the  opinion  of  Mr.  Kichard  Waverley  and  his  own 
that  Edward,  the  representative  of  the  family  of  Waverley- 
Honour,  should  not  remain  in  a  situation  which  subjected  him 


206  WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

also  to  such  treatment  as  that  with  which  his  father  had  been 
Btigmatised.  He  requested  his  nephew  therefore  to  take  the 
fittest,  and  at  the  same  time  the  most  speedy,  opportunity  of 
transmitting  his  resignation  to  the  War  Office,  and  hinted,  more- 
over, that  little  ceremony  was  necessary  where  so  little  had 
been  used  to  his  father.  He  sent  multitudinous  greetings  to 
the  Baron  of  Bradwardine. 

A  letter  from  Aunt  Eachel  spoke  out  even  nim-e  plainly. 
She  considered  the  disgrace  of  brother  Richard  as  the  just 
reward  of  his  forfeiting  his  allegiance  to  a  lawful  though  ex- 
iled sovereign,  and  taking  the  oaths  to  an  alien ;  a  concession 
which  her  grandfather,  Sir  Nigel  Waverley,  refused  to  make, 
cither  to  the  Roundhead  Parliament  or  to  Cromwell,  when  his 
lijce  and  fortune  stood  in  the  utmost  extremity.  She  hoped 
her  dear  Edward  would  follow  the  footsteps  of  his  ancestors, 
and  as  speedily  as  possible  get  rid  of  the  badge  of  servitude 
to  the  usurping  family,  and  regard  the  wrongs  sustained  by 
his  father  as  an  admonition  from  Heaven  that  every  desertion 
of  the  line  of  loyalty  becomes  its  own  punishment.  She  also 
concluded  with  her  respects  to  Mr.  Bradwardine,  and  begged 
Waverley  would  inform  her  whether  his  daughter.  Miss  |lose, 
"was  old  enough  to  wear  a  pair  of  very  handsome  ear-rings, 
which  she  proposed  to  send  as  a  token  of  her  affection.  The 
good  lady  also  desired  to  be  informed  whether  Mr.  Bradwar- 
dine took  as  much  Scotch  snuff  and  danced  as  unweariedly  as 
he  did  when  he  was  at  Waverley-Honour  about  thirty  years 
ago. 

These  letters,  as  might  have  been  expected,  highly  excited 
Waverley's  indignation.  From  the  desultory  style  of  his 
studies,  he  had  not  any  fixed  political  opinion  to  place  in 
opposition  to  the  movements  of  indignation  which  he  felt  at 
his  father's  supposed  wrongs.  Of  the  real  cause  of  his  dis- 
giace  Edward  was  totally  ignorant;  nor  had  his  habits  at  all 
led  him  to  investigate  the  politics  of  the  period  in  which  he 
lived,  or  remark  the  intrigues  in  which  his  father  had  been  so 
actively  engaged.  Indeed,  any  impressions  which  he  had  ac- 
cidentally adopted  concerning  the  parties  of  the  times  were 
(owing  to  the  society  in  which  he  had  lived  at  Waverley-Hon- 


WAVERLET.  207 

oirr)  of  a  nature  rather  unfavourable  to  the  existing  government 
and  cl}Tiasty.  He  entered,  therefore,  without  hesitation  into 
the  resentful  feeling  of  the  relations  ■who  had  the  best  title 
to  dictate  his  conduct ;  and  not  perhaps  the  less  willingly  when 
he  remembered  the  taedium  of  his  quari:ers,  and  the  inferior 
figure  which  he  had  made  among  the  officers  of  his  regiment. 
If  he  could  have  had  any  doubt  upon  the  subject  it  would 
have  been  decided  by  the  following  letter  from  his  commanding 
officer,  which,  as  it  is  very  short,  shall  be  inserted  verbatim : 

"  Sir, 

"  Having  carried  somewhat  beyond  the  line  of  ray  duty  an 
indulgence  which  even  the  lights  of  nature,  and  much  moie 
those  of  Chi'istianity,  direct  towards  errors  which  may  arise 
fi'om  youth  and  inexperience,  and  that  altogether  without 
effect,  I  am  reluctantly  compelled,  at  the  present  crisis,  to  use 
the  only  remaining  remedy  which  is  in  my  power.  You  are, 
therefore,  hereby  commanded  to  repair  to ,  the  headquar- 
ters of  the  regiment,  within  three  days  after  the  date  of  this 
letter.  If  you  shall  fail  to  do  so,  I  must  report  you  to  the 
War  Office  as  al)sent  without  leave,  and  also  take  other  steps, 
which  will  bo  disagreoablo  to  you  as  well  as  to, 

''  Sir, 
"  Your  obedient  Servant, 

"J.  Gakdinek,  Lieut. -Col. 
"  Commanding  tlie Regt.  Dragc)on3." 

Edward's  blood  boiled  witliin  him  as  he  read  this  letter. 
He  liad  hcpri  iU'.custom<ul  from  liis  very  infancy  to  possess  in 
a  gioat  measure  the  disposal  of  his  own  time,  and  thus  ac- 
quired habits  whicli  rendered  the  rules  of  military  diHcii)line 
as  unpleasing  to  him  in  this  as  they  were  in  some  other  re- 
Bpects.  An  idea  that  in  his  own  case  they  would  not  be  cn- 
fnrrod  in  a  very  rigid  maimer  liad  also  obtainr-d  full  ])ossessioii 
of  his  mind,  and  liad  hith(!rt/0  been  sanctioned  by  tlin  indul- 
gent conduct  of  bis  lioufpnant-nolonel.  Neither  had  anytliiiig 
occurred,  to  his  knowledge,  that  should  have  induced  liis  com- 
manding officer,  wifliont  any  other  warning  than  the  hints  we 
noticed  at  the  end  of  the  fourteenth  chapter,  bo  suddenly  to 


208  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

assume  a  harsh  and,  as  Edward  deemed  it,  so  insolent  a  tone 
of  dictatorial  authority.  Connecting  it  with  the  letters  he 
had  just  received  from  his  family,  he  could  not  but  suppose 
that  it  was  designed  to  make  him  feel,  in  his  present  situa- 
tion, the  same  pressure  of  authority  which  had  been  exercised 
in  his  father's  case,  and  that  the  whole  was  a  concerted  scheme 
to  depress  and  degrade  every  member  of  the  Waverley  family. 

"Without  a  pause,  therefore,  Edward  wrote  a  few  cold  lines, 
thanking  his  lieutenant-colonel  for  past  civilities,  and  express- 
ing regret  that  he  should  have  chosen  to  efface  the  remem- 
brance of  them  by  assuming  a  different  tone  towards  him. 
The  strain  of  his  letter,  as  well  as  what  he  (Edward)  con- 
ceived to  be  his  duty  in  the  present  crisis,  called  upon  him 
to  lay  down  his  commission;  and  he  therefore  inclosed  the 
formal  resignation  of  a  situation  which  subjected  him  to  so 
unpleasant  a  correspondence,  and  requested  Colonel  Gardi- 
ner would  have  the  goodness  to  forward  it  to  the  proper  au- 
thorities. 

Having  finished  this  magnanimous  epistle,  he  felt  somewliat 
uncertain  concerning  the  terms  in  which  his  resignation  ought 
to  be  expressed,  upon  which  subject  he  resolved  to  consult 
Fergus  Mac-Ivor.  It  may  be  observed  in  passing  that  the 
bold  and  prompt  habits  of  thinking,  actmg,  and  speaking 
which  distinguished  this  young  Chieftain  had  given  him  a 
considerable  ascendency  over  the  mind  of  Waverley.  En- 
dowed with  at  least  equal  powers  of  understanding,  and  with 
much  finer  genius,  Edward  yet  stooped  to  the  bold  and  de- 
cisive activity  of  an  intellect  which  was  sharpened  by  the 
haljit  of  acting  on  a  preconceived  and  regular  system,  as  weU 
as  Ijy  extensive  knowledge  of  the  world. 

^^'hen  Edward  found  his  friend,  the  latter  had  stiU  in  his 
baud  the  newspaper  which  he  had  perused,  and  advanced  to 
meet  him  with  the  embarrassment  of  one  who  has  unpleasing 
news  to  communicate.  "  Do  your  letters,  Captain  Waverley, 
confirm  the  unpleasing  information  which  I  find  in  this 
pai:)er?" 

He  put  the  paper  into  his  hand,  where  his  father's  disgrace 
was  registered  in  the  most  bitter  terms,  transferred  probably 


WAVERLEY.  209 

from  some  London  journal.  At  the  end  of  the  paragraph  was 
this  remarkable  innuendo  : 

'•  We  understand  that  'this  same  Richard  who  hath  done 
all  this'  is  not  the  only  example  of  the  Wavering  Honour 
of  W-v-r-ly  H-n-r.     See  the  Gazette  of  this  day. " 

"With  hurried  and  feverish  apprehension  our  hero  turned  to 
the  place  referred  to,  and  found  therein  recorded,  "  Edward 

Waverley,  captain  in regiment  di-agoons,  superseded  for 

absence  without  leave" ;  and  in  the  list  of  military  promotions, 
referring  to  the  same  regiment,  he  discovered  this  farther 
article,  "  Lieut.  Julius  Butler,  to  be  captain,  vice  Edward 
Waverley  superseded. " 

Our  hero's  bosom  glowed  with  the  resentment  which  unde- 
served and  apparently  premeditated  insult  was  calculated  to 
excite  in  the  bosom  of  one  who  had  aspired  after  honour,  and 
was  thus  wantonly  held  u])  to  public  scorn  and  disgrace. 
Upon  comparing  the  date  of  his  colonel's  letter  with  that  of 
the  article  in  the  Gazette,  he  perceived  that  his  threat  of  mak- 
ing a  report  upon  his  absence  had  been  literally  fultillcd,  and 
witlumt  inquiry,  as  it  seemed,  whether  Edward  had  either 
received  his  summons  or  was  disposed  to  comply  with  it.  The 
whole,  therefore,  appeared  a  formed  plan  to  degrade  him  in 
the  eyes  of  the  publico;  and  tlie  idea  of  its  having  sucvceded 
filled  hiiii  with  such  liitter  emotions  that,  after  various 
attempts  to  conceal  them,  he  at  length  threw  himself  into 
Ma/Jvor's  arms,  and  gave  vent  to  tears  of  shame  and  indig- 
nation. 

It  was  none  of  tliis  Cliieftain's  faults  to  be  indifforont  lo 
the  wrongs  of  his  friends;  and  for  JOdward,  independent  of 
certain  i)lans  witli  which  he  was  connected,  lie  felt  a  deep  and 
sineere  interest.  The  proceeding  appeared  aa  extraordinary 
to  liim  as  it  had  done  to  Edward.  Ko  indeed  kn(^w  of  more 
motives  than  Waverley  was  ])rivy  to  for  the  peremptory  order 
that  lie  should  join  liis  regiment.  Jiut  that,  without  farther 
inquiry  int<^)  the  circumstances  of  a  necessary  delay,  the  com- 
manding officer,  in  contradiction  to  his  known  and  established 
character,  should  have  ]>roceeded  in  so  harsh  and  unusual  a 
maimer  was   a  mystery  which  ho  could  not  penetrate.      lie 


210  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

soothed  our  hero,  however,  to  the  best  of  his  power,  and 
began  to  tm-n  his  thoughts  on  revenge  for  his  insulted  honour. 

Edward  eagerly  grasped  at  the  idea.  "Will  you  carry  a 
message  for  me  to  Colonel  Gardiner,  my  dear  Fergus,  and 
oblige  me  for  ever?" 

Fergus  paused.  "It  is  an  act  of  friendship  which  you 
should  command,  could  it  be  useful,  or  lead  to  the  righting 
your  honour ;  but  in  the  present  case  I  doubt  if  your  command- 
ing officer  would  give  you  the  meeting  on  accoimt  of  his  hav- 
ing taken  measures  which,  however  harsh  and  exasperating, 
were  still  within  the  strict  bounds  of  his  duty.  Besides,  Gar- 
diner is  a  precise  Huguenot,  and  has  adopted  certain  ideas 
about  the  sinfulness  of  such  rencontres,  from  which  it  would 
be  impossible  to  make  him  depart,  especially  as  his  courage  ia 
beyond  all  suspicion.  And  besides,  I — T,  to  say  the  truth — I 
dare  not  at  this  moment,  for  some  very  weighty  reasons,  go 
near  any  of  the  military  quarters  or  garrisons  belonging  to  this 
government. " 

"  And  am  I, "  said  Waverley,  "  to  sit  down  quiet  and  con- 
tented under  the  injury  I  have  received?" 

"That  will  I  never  advise  my  friend,"  replied  Maclvor. 
"  But  I  would  have  vengeance  to  fall  on  the  head,  not  on  the 
hand,  on  the  tyi-annical  and  oppressive  government  which  de- 
signed and  directed  these  premeditated  and  reiterated  insults, 
not  on  the  tools  of  office  which  they  employed  in  the  execution 
of  the  injuries  they  aimed  at  you." 

"On  the  government!"  said  Waverley. 

"  Yes, "  replied  the  impetuous  Highlander,  "  on  the  usurp- 
ing House  of  Hanover,  whom  your  grandfather  would  no  more 
have  served  than  he  would  have  taken  wages  of  red-hot  gold 
from  the  great  fiend  of  hell!" 

"  But  since  the  time  of  my  grandfather  two  generations  of 
this  dynasty  have  possessed  the  throne, "  said  Edward  coolly. 

"True,"  replied  the  Chieftain;  "and  because  we  have  pas- 
sively given  them  so  long  the  means  of  showing  their  native 
character, — because  both  you  and  I  myself  have  lived  in  v;uiefc 
submission,  have  even  truckled  to  the  times  so  far  as  to  accept 
eoniiaissiona  under  them,  and  thus  have  given  them  an  oppor- 


WAVERLEY.  211 

tunity  of  disgracing  us  publicly  by  resuming  them,  are  we  not 
on  that  account  to  resent  injuries  which  our  fathers  only  ap- 
prehended, but  which  we  have  actually  sustained?  Or  is  the 
cause  of  the  unfortunate  Stuart  family  become  less  just,  be- 
cause their  title  has  devolved  upon  an  heir  who  is  innocent  of 
the  charges  of  misgovernment  brought  against  his  father?  Do 
you  remember  the  lines  of  your  favourite  poet? 

Had  Richard  unconstrain'd  resigned  the  throne, 
A  king  can  give  no  more  than  is  his  own  ; 
The  title  stood  entail'd  had  Richard  had  a  son. 

You  see,  my  dear  Waverley,  I  can  quote  poetry  as  well  as 
Flora  and  you.  But  come,  clear  your  moody  brow,  and  trust 
to  me  to  show  you  an  honourable  road  to  a  speedy  and  glorious 
revenge.  Let  us  seek  Flora,  who  perhaps  has  more  news  to 
tell  us  of  what  has  occurred  during  our  absence.  She  will  re- 
joice to  hear  that  you  are  relieved  of  your  servitude.  But  first 
add  a  postscript  to  your  letter,  marking  the  time  when  you  re- 
ceived this  calvinistical  colonel's  first  summons,  and  express 
your  regret  tluit  the  hastiness  of  his  proceedings  prevented  your 
anticipathig  tliem  l)y  sending  your  resignation.  Then  let  him 
blush  for  his  injustice." 

The  letter  was  sealed  accordingly,  covering  a  formal  resig- 
nation of  the  commission,  and  Maclvor  despatched  it  with 
sonify  letters  of  his  own  l)y  a  s)>fcial  messenger,  with  charge  to 
put  them  into  the  nearest  post-office  in  the  Lowlands. 


CHAI^TER  XXVI. 

AN    KCLAIRCISSKMKNT. 

TifK  hint  whif.h  tlie  C'liicftain  li;itl  thrown  out  rospocttJig 
Flora  \va.s  not  unj)rciu(!ditat<.'d.  lie  liud  ol)served  witli  grt^at 
satisfjiction  the  giowing  attachment  of  Waverley  to  his  sister, 
nor  did  he  see  any  bar  to  their  union,  excepting  the  situation 
which  Waverley's  fathf-r  hchl  in  the  ministry,  and  Edward's 
own  oommission  in  thn  army  of  (Icorg*'  IT.  These  ol)sta<'.l('S 
were  now  removed,  and  in  a  mamier  which  apparently  paved 


212  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

the  way  for  the  son's  becoming  reconciled  to  another  alle- 
giance. In  every  other  respect  the  match  would  be  most 
eligible.  The  safety,  happiness,  and  honourable  provision 
of  his  sister,  whom  he  dearly  loved,  appeared  to  be  ensured  by 
the  proposed  union ;  and  his  heart  swelled  when  he  considered 
how  his  own  interest  would  be  exalted  in  the  eyes  of  the  ex- 
monarch  to  whom  he  had  dedicated  his  service,  by  an  alliance 
with  one  of  those  ancient,  powerful,  and  wealthy  English 
families  of  the  steady  Cavalier  faith,  to  awaken  whose  de- 
cayed attaclimeut  to  the  Stuart  family  was  now  a  matter  of 
such  vital  importance  to  the  Stuart  cause.  Nor  could  Fergus 
perceive  any  obstacle  to  such  a  scheme.  Waverley's  attach- 
ment was  evident;  and  as  his  person  was  handsome,  and  his 
taste  apparently  coincided  Avitli  her  own,  he  anticipated  no 
opposition  on  the  part  of  Flora.  Indeed,  between  his  ideas 
of  patriarchal  power  and  those  which  he  had  acquired  in 
France  respecting  the  disposal  of  females  in  marriage,  any 
opposition  from  his  sister,  dear  as  she  was  to  him,  would 
have  been  the  last  obstacle  on  which  he  would  have  calcu- 
lated, even  had  the  union  been  less  eligible. 

Influenced  by  these  feelings,  the  Chief  now  led  Waverley 
in  quest  of  iRliss  Mac-Ivor,  not  without  the  hope  that  the 
present  agitation  of  his  guest's  spirits  might  give  him  cour- 
age to  cut  short  what  Fergus  termed  the  romance  of  the  court- 
shi}).  They  found  Flora,  with  her  faitliful  attendants,  Una 
and  Cathleen,  busied  in  preparing  what  appeared  to  Waverley 
to  be  white  bridal  favours.  Disguising  as  well  as  he  could 
the  agitation  of  his  mind,  Waverley  asked  for  what  joyful 
occasion  Miss  Mac-Ivor  made  such  ample  preparation. 

"  It  is  for  Fergus's  bridal,"  she  said,  smiling. 

"Indeed!"  said  Edward;  "he  has  kept  his  secret  weU.  I 
hope  he  will  allow  me  to  be  his  bride's-man." 

"That  is  a  man's  office,  but  not  yours,  as  Beatrice  says," 
retorted  Flora. 

"And  who  is  the  fair  lady,  may  I  be  permitted  to  ask,  Miss 
Mac-Ivor?" 

"  Did  not  I  tell  you  long  since  that  Fergus  wooed  no  bride 
but  Honour?"  answered  Flora. 


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"  And  am  I  then  incapable  of  being  his  assistant  and  coun- 
sellor ill  the  pursuit  of  honour?"  said  our  hero,  colouring  deeply. 
"Do  I  rank  so  low  in  your  opinion?" 

"  Far  from  it,  Captain  Waveiiey.  I  would  to  God  you  were 
of  our  determination !  and  made  use  of  the  expression  which 
displeased  you,  solely 

Because  you  are  not  of  our  quality, 
But  stand  against  us  as  an  enemy. 

"  That  time  is  past,  sister, "  said  Fergus ;  "  and  you  may 
wish  Edward  Waverley  (no  longer  captain)  joy  of  being  freed 
from  the  slavery  to  an  usurper,  implied  in  that  sable  and  ill- 
omened  emblem." 

"  Yes, "  said  Waveiiey,  undoing  the  cockade  from  his  hat, 
"  it  has  pleased  the  king  who  bestowed  this  badge  upon  me  to 
resume  it  in  a  manner  which  leaves  me  little  reason  to  regret 
his  service." 

''Thank  God  for  that!"  cried  the  enthusiast;  "and  oh,  that 
they  may  be  Ijlind  enough  to  treat  every  man  of  honour  who 
serves  them  with  the  same  indignity,  that  I  may  have  less  to 
sigli  for  when  the  struggle  approaches!" 

"And  now,  sister,"  said  the  Chieftain,  "replace  his  cockade 
with  onn  of  a  more  lively  colour.  I  think  it  was  tlio  fashion 
of  ihv.  ladies  of  yore  t  j  arm  and  send  forth  tlieir  knights  to 
high  achievement." 

"Not,"  replied  the  lady,  "till  the  knight  adventurer  had 
■well  weighed  the  justice  and  the  danger  of  the  cause,  Fergus. 
Mr.  Waverley  is  just  now  too  mufih  agitated  by  feelings  of 
recent  emotion  for  mo  to  press  upon  him  a  resolution  of  con- 
sequence." 

Waverley  felt  half  alarmed  at  the  thought  of  adopting  the 
badge  of  what  was  by  the  majm-ity  of  the  kingdom  esteemed 
rebellifni,  yC't  he  eould  not  diHguisn  his  cliagrin  at  the  coldness 
with  which  Flora  i).'iiried  her  brother's  hint.  "MissMiic- 
Ivor,  I  perceive,  thinks  the  knight  unworthy  of  her  encour- 
agement and  favour,"  said  he,  somewhat  bitterly. 

"Not  80,  Mr.  Waverley,"  she  replied,  with  great  sweetness. 
"Why  should   I  refuse  my  brother's  valued  friend  a  boon 


214  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

which  I  am  distributiug  to  his  whole  clan?  Most  willingly 
would  I  enlist  every  man  of  honour  in  the  cause  to  which  my 
brother  has  devoted  himself.  Ikit  Fergus  has  taken  his  meas- 
ures with  his  eyes  open.  His  life  has  been  devoted  to  this 
cause  from  his  cradle ;  with  Jiim  its  call  is  sacred,  were  it  even 
a  summons  to  the  tomb.  But  how  can  I  wish  you,  Mr.  Waver- 
ley,  so  new  to  the  world,  so  far  from  every  friend  who  might 
advise  and  ought  to  influence  you, — in  a  moment,  too,  of  sud- 
den pique  and  indignation, — how  can  I  wish  you  to  plmige 
yourself  at  once  into  so  desperate  an  enterprise?" 

Fergus,  who  did  not  understand  these  delicacies,  strode 
through  the  apartment  biting  his  lip,  and  then,  with  a  con- 
strained smile,  said,  "Well,  sister,  I  leave  you  to  act  your 
new  character  of  mediator  between  the  Elector  of  Hanover 
and  the  subjects  of  your  lawful  sovereign  and  benefactor," 
and  left  the  room. 

There  was  a  painful  pause,  which  was  at  length  broken  by 
Miss  Mac-Ivor.  "My  brother  is  unjust,"  she  said,  "because 
he  can  bear  no  interruption  that  seems  to  thwart  his  loyal 
zeal." 

"  And  do  you  not  share  his  ardour?"  asked  Waverley. 

"Do  I  not?"  answered  Flora.  "God  knows  mine  exceeds 
his,  if  that  be  possible.  But  I  am  not,  like  him,  rapt  by  the 
bustle  of  military  preparation,  and  the  infinite  detail  neces- 
sary to  the  present  undertaking,  beyond  consideration  of  the 
grand  principles  of  justice  and  truth,  on  which  our  enterprise 
is  grounded;  and  these,  I  am  certain,  can  only  be  furthered 
by  measures  in  themselves  true  and  just.  To  operate  upon 
your  present  feelings,  my  dear  Mr.  Waverley,  to  induce  you 
to  an  irretrievable  step,  of  which  you  have  not  considered 
either  the  justice  or  the  danger,  is,  in  my  poor  judgment, 
neither  the  one  nor  the  other." 

"  Incomparable  Flora!"  said  Edward,  taking  her  hand,  "  how 
much  do  I  need  such  a  monitor!" 

"A  better  one  by  far,"  said  Flora,  gently  withdrawing  her 
hand,  "Mr.  Waverley  will  always  find  in  his  own  bosom, 
when  he  vnR  give  its  small  still  voice  leisure  to  be  heard." 

"No,  Miss  Mac-Ivor,  I  dare  not  hope  it;  a  thousand  cir- 


WAVERLEY.  216 

cumstances  of  fatal  self-indulgence  have  made  me  the  creature 
rather  of  imagination  than  reason.  Durst  I  but  hope — could 
I  hut  think — that  you  would  deign  to  be  to  me  that  affection- 
ate, that  condescending  friend,  who  would  strengthen  me  to 
redeem  my  errors,  my  future  life " 

"  Hush,  my  dear  sir !  now  you  carry  your  joy  at  escaping 
the  hands  of  a  Jacobite  recruiting  officer  to  an  unparalleled 
excess  of  gratitude." 

"Nay,  dear  Flora,  trifle  with  me  no  longer;  you  cannot 
mistake  the  meaning  of  those  feelings  which  I  have  almost 
involuntarily  expressed;  and  smce  I  have  broken  the  barrier 
of  silence,  let  me  profit  by  my  audacity.  Or  may  I,  with 
your  permission,  mention  to  your  brother " 

"Not  for  the  world,  Mr.  Waverley!" 

"  What  am  I  to  imderstand?"  said  Edward.  *'  Is  there  any- 
fatal  bar — has  any  prepossession " 

"None,  sir,"  answered  Flora.  "I  owe  it  to  myself  to  say 
that  I  never  yet  saw  the  person  on  whom  I  thought  with  ref- 
erence to  the  present  subject." 

"  The  shortness  of  our  acquaintance,  perhaps — If  Miss  Mac- 
Ivor  will  deign  to  give  me  time " 

'*  r  liave  not  even  that  excuse.  Captain  Waverley's  char- 
acter is  so  ojjen — is,  in  sliort,  of  that  nature  that  it  caimot  be 
misconstrued,  either  in  its  strength  or  its  weakness." 

"  And  for  that  weakness  you  despise  me?"  said  Edward. 

"  Forgive  me,  Mr.  Waverley — and  remember  it  is  but  within 
this  half-hour  that  there  existed  between  lis  a  burrier  of  a  na- 
ture to  me  in sur7nonn table,  since  T  never  could  think  of  an 
officer  in  the  service  of  the  Elector  of  Hanover  in  any  other 
light  than  as  a  casual  acfiuaintance.  Permit  me  then  to  ar- 
range my  ideas  upon  so  unexpected  a  topic,  and  in  less  than 
an  hour  I  will  be  ready  to  give  you  such  reasons  for  the  reso- 
lution I  shall  express  as  may  bo  satisfiictory  at  least,  if  not 
])h'a,sing  to  you."  Ro  saying,  Flora  withdrew,  h-aviiig  Waver- 
ley to  meditate  upon  the  manner  in  wliich  she  had  received  his 
addresses. 

Ere  he  could  make  up  his  mind  whether  to  believe  his  suit 
had  been  acceptable  or  no,  Fergus  re-entered  the  apartment. 
10  Vol.  1 


216  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

•'  What,  a  la  mort,  Waverley?"  he  cried.  "  Come  down  with 
me  to  the  court,  and  you  shall  see  a  sight  worth  all  the  tirades 
of  your  romances.  An  himdred  firelocks,  my  friend,  and  as 
many  broadswords,  just  arrived  from  good  friends;  and  two 
or  three  hundred  stout  fellows  almost  fighting  which  shall 
first  possess  them.  But  let  me  look  at  you  closer.  Why,  a 
true  Highlander  would  say  you  had  been  blighted  by  an  evil 
eye.  Or  can  it  be  this  silly  girl  that  has  thus  blanked  your 
spirit?  Never  mind  her,  dear  Edward;  the  wisest  of  her  sex 
are  fools  in  what  regards  the  business  of  life." 

"  Indeed,  my  good  friend,"  answered  Waverley,  "  all  that  I 
can  charge  against  your  sister  is,  that  she  is  too  sensible,  too 
reasonable." 

"  If  that  be  all,  I  ensure  you  for  a  louis-d'or  against  the 
mood  lasting  four-and-twenty  hours.  No  woman  was  ever 
steadily  sensible  for  that  period;  and  I  will  engage,  if  that 
will  please  you,  Flora  shall  be  as  unreasonable  to-morrow  as 
any  of  her  sex.  You  must  learn,  my  dear  Edward,  to  con- 
sider women  en  mousquetaire." 

So  saying,  he  seized  Waverley 's  arm  and  dragged  him  off 
to  review  his  military  preparations. 


CHAPTER   XXVII. 

UPON    THE    SAME    SUBJECT. 

Fergus  Mac-Ivor  liad  too  much  tact  and  delicacy  to  renew 
the  subject  which  he  had  interrupted.  His  head  was,  or  ap- 
peared to  be,  so  full  of  guns,  broadswords,  bonnets,  canteens, 
and  tartan  hose  that  Waverley  could  not  for  some  time  draw 
his  attention  to  any  other  topic. 

"Are  you  to  take  the  field  so  soon,  Fergus,"  he  asked, 
"that  you  are  making  all  these  martial  preparations?" 

"  WTien  we  have  settled  that  you  go  with  me,  you  shall  know 
all ;  but  otherwise,  the  knowledge  might  rather  be  prejudicial 
to  you." 

"  But  are  you  serious   in  your  purpose,  with  such  inferior 


WAVERLEY.  217 

forces,  to  rise  against  an  established  government?  It  is  mere 
frenzy. " 

"  Laissez  faire  a  Don  Antoine;  I  shall  take  good  care  of 
myself.  We  shall  at  least  use  the  compliment  of  Conan,  who 
never  got  a  stroke  but  he  gave  one.  I  would  not,  however," 
continued  the  Chieftain,  "  have  you  think  me  mad  enough  to 
stir  till  a  favourable  opportunity :  I  will  not  slip  my  dog  be- 
fore the  game's  afoot.  But,  once  more,  will  you  join  with  us, 
and  you  shall  know  all?" 

"  How  can  I?"  said  Waverley ;  "  I,  who  have  so  lately  held 
that  commission  which  is  now  posting  back  to  those  that  gave 
it?  My  accepting  it  implied  a  promise  of  fidelity,  and  an  ac- 
knowledgment of  the  legality  of  the  government." 

"A  rash  promise,"  answered  Fergus,  "is  not  a  steel  hand- 
cuff ;  it  may  be  shaken  off,  especially  when  it  was  given  imder 
deception,  and  has  been  repaid  by  insult.  But  if  you  cannot 
immediately  make  up  your  mind  to  a  glorious  revenge,  go  to 
England,  and  ere  you  cross  the  Tweed  you  will  hear  tidings 
that  will  make  the  world  ring;  and  if  Sir  Everard  bo  the 
galUmt  old  cavalier  I  have  heard  him  described  by  some  of 
our  honest  gentlemen  of  the  year  one  thousand  seven  hundred 
and  fifteen,  he  will  find  you  a  better  horse-troop  and  a  better 
catise  than  you  have  lost." 

"  Hut  your  sister,  Fergus?" 

"Out,  hyperl)olical  fiend!"  replied  the  Chief,  laughing; 
"how  vexest  thou  this  man!  Speak'st  thou  of  notliing  but  of 
ladies?" 

"Nay,  be  serious,  my  dear  friend,"  said  Waverley;  "  I  feel 
that  the  ha7)])in('SH  of  my  future  life  must  de])(Mid  u]k»ii  the 
answfM-  wliich  Miss  Mac-Jvor  sliall  make  to  wliat  I  ventured 
to  tell  her  this  moiTiing." 

"And  is  this  your  very  sober  earnest,"  said  Fergus,  more 
gravely,  "or  ;iro  wo  in  the  land  of  romance  and  fiction?" 

"My  earnest,  imdonbtedly.  How  could  you  snpposo  me 
jesting  on  such  a  subject?" 

"Then,  in  very  sober  earnest,"  answered  his  friend,  "I  am 
very  glad  to  hear  it;  and  so  highly  do  T  think  of  Flora,  that 
you  are  the  only  man   in  England  for  whom  I  would  say  so 


218  wa\t:rley  novels. 

much.  But  before  you  shake  iny  hand  so  •warmly,  there  is 
more  to  be  considered.  Your  own  family — will  they  approve 
your  connecting  yourself  with  the  sister  of  a  high-born  High- 
land beggar?" 

"  My  imcle's  situation, "  said  Waverley,  "  his  general  opin- 
ions, and  his  uniform  indulgence,  entitle  me  to  say,  that  birth 
and  personal  qualities  are  all  he  would  look  to  in  such  a  con- 
nection. And  where  can  I  hud  both  united  in  such  excellence 
as  in  your  sister?" 

"  Oh,  nowhere !  cela  va  sans  dire, "  replied  Fergus,  with  a 
smile.  "  But  your  father  will  expect  a  father's  prerogative  in 
being  consulted." 

"  Surely ;  but  his  late  breach  with  the  ruling  powers  re- 
moves all  apprehension  of  objection  on  his  part,  especially  as 
I  am  convijiced  that  my  uncle  will  be  warm  in  my  cause." 

"  Religion  perhaps, "  said  Fergus,  ''  may  make  obstacles, 
though  we  are  not  bigotted  Catholics." 

"My  grandmother  was  of  the  Church  of  Rome,  and  her 
religion  was  never  objected  to  by  my  family.  Do  not  think 
of  vii/  friends,  dear  Fergus;  let  me  rather  have  your  influence 
where  it  may  be  more  necessary  to  remove  obstacles — I  meaa 
with  your  lovely  sister. " 

*'  My  lovely  sister, "  replied  Fergus,  "  like  her  loving  brother, 
is  very  apt  to  have  a  pretty  decisive  will  of  her  own,  by 
which,  in  this  case,  you  must  be  ruled;  but  you  shall  not 
want  my  interest,  nor  my  counsel.  And,  in  the  first  place,  I 
■will  give  you  one  hint — Loyalty  is  her  ruling  passion ;  and 
since  she  could  spell  an  English  book  she  has  been  in  love 
with  the  memory  of  the  gallant  Captain  Wogan,  who  re- 
nounced the  service  of  the  usurper  Cromwell  to  join  the  stand- 
ard of  Charles  II.,  marched  a  handful  of  cavalry  from  London 
to  tlie  Highlands  to  join  Middleton,  then  inarms  for  the  kmg, 
and  at  length  died  gloriously  in  the  royal  cause.  Ask  her  to 
show  you  some  verses  she  made  on  his  history  and  fate ;  they 
have  been  much  admired,  I  assure  you.  The  next  point  is : 
I  think  I  saw  Flora  go  up  towards  the  waterfall  a  short  time 
since;  follow,  man,  follow!  don't  allow  the  garrison  time  to 
strengthen  its  purposes  of  resistance.     Alerte  a  la  muraille  I 


WAVERLEY.  219 

Seek  Flora  out,  and  learn  her  decision  as  "soon  as  you  can,  and 
Cupid  go  with  you,  while  I  go  to  look  over  belts  and  cartouch- 
boxes." 

^^'averley  ascended  the  glen  with  an  anxious  and  throbbing 
heart.  Love,  "with  all  its  romantic  train  of  hopes,  fears,  and 
wishes,  was  mingled  with  other  feelings  of  a  nature  less  easily 
defined.  He  could  not  but  remember  how  much  this  morning 
had  changed  his  fate,  and  into  what  a  complication  of  per- 
plexity it  was  likely  to  plunge  him.  Sunrise  had  seen  him 
possessed  of  an  esteemed  rank  in  the  honourable  profession  of 
arms,  his  father,  to  all  appearance  rapidly  rising  in  the  favour 
of  liis  sovereign.  All  this  had  passed  away  like  a  dream ;  he 
himself  was  dishonoured,  his  father  disgraced,  and  he  had 
become  involuntarily  the  confidant  at  least,  if  not  the  accom- 
plice, of  plans,  dark,  deej),  and  dangerous,  which  must  infer 
either  the  subversion  of  the  government  he  had  so  lately 
served,  or  the  destruction  of  all  Avho  had  participated  in  them. 
Should  Flora  even  listen  to  liis  suit  favourably,  what  prospect 
was  tliere  of  its  being  brought  to  a  ha])py  terminatit)u  amid 
the  tumult  of  an  impending  insurrection?  Or  how  coidd  he 
make  the  selfish  request  that  she  shoidd  leave  Fergus,  to 
whom  slie  was  so  much  attached,  and,  retiring  with  liiiu  to 
England,  wait,  as  a  distant  si)octator,  the  success  of  lier 
brother's  undertaking,  or  tlie  ruin  <jf  all  his  hojjcs  and  for- 
tunes? Or,  on  the  other  hand,  to  engage  himself,  with  no 
other  aid  than  his  single  arm,  in  the  dangerous  and  ]in'('ipi- 
tate  counsels  of  the  Chieftain,  to  lie  wliirled  along  by  him, 
the  ])artaker  of  all  his  desperate  and  im]n'tnous  motions,  re- 
nouncing almost  the  ])owcr  of  judging,  or  deciding  U])on  tlie 
rectitude  or  y)rudence  of  liis  a<;tions,  this  was  no  j)leasing 
proai)ect  for  the  secret  pride  of  Waverley  to  stoop  to.  And 
yet  wliat  other  conclusion  remained,  saving  tlio  rejecticm  of 
his  addresses  by  Flora,  an  alternative  not  U)  be  thought  of  In 
the  jnesent  liigli-wrought  state  of  his  feelings  with  anything 
short  of  mentfd  agony.  Pondering  the  doubtful  and  danger- 
ous prospect  lieforo  him,  he  at  lengtli  arrived  near  the  cas- 
cade, where,  as  Fergtis  liad  augured,  he  found  Flora  seated. 

She  was  quite  alone,  and  as  soon  as  she  observed  his  ap- 


220  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

proach  she  rose  and  cauie  to  meet  him.  Edward  attempted  to 
say  something  within  the  verge  of  ordinary  compliment  and 
conversation,  but  found  himself  unequal  to  the  task.  Flora 
seemed  at  first  equally  embarrassed,  but  recovered  herself 
more  speedily,  and  (an  unfavourable  augury  for  Waverley's 
suit)  was  the  first  to  enter  upon  the  subject  of  their  last  in- 
terview. "It  is  too  important,  in  every  point  of  view,  Mr. 
"Waverley,  to  permit  me  to  leave  you  in  doubt  on  my  senti- 
ments." 

"  Do  not  speak  them  speedily, "  said  Waverley,  much 
agitated,  *'  unless  they  are  such  as  I  fear,  from  your  mamier, 
I  must  not  dare  to  anticipate.  Let  time — let  my  future  con- 
duct— let  your  brother's  influence " 

"  Forgive  me,  Mr.  "Waverley, "  said  Flora,  her  complexion  a 
little  heightened,  but  her  voice  firm  and  composed.  "  I  should 
incur  my  own  hea\'7  censure  did  I  delay  expressing  my  sincere 
conviction  that  I  can  never  regard  you  otherwise  than  as  a 
valued  friend.  I  should  do  you  the  highest  mjustice  did  I 
conceal  my  sentiments  for  a  moment.  I  see  I  distress  you, 
and  I  grieve  for  it,  ])ut  better  now  than  later ;  and  oh,  better  a 
thousand  times,  Mr.  Waverley,  that  you  should  feel  a  present 
momentary  disappointment  than  the  long  and  heart-sickening 
griefs  which  attend  a  rash  and  ill-assorted  mai-riage!" 

''Good  God!"  exclaimed  Waverley,  "why  should  you  an- 
ticipate such  consequences  from  a  union  where  birth  is  equal, 
where  fortune  is  favourable,  where,  if  I  may  venture  to  say 
BO,  the  tastes  are'  similar,  where  you  allege  no  preference  for 
another,  where  you  even  express  a  favourable  opinion  of  him 
whom  you  reject?" 

"Mr.  AVaverley,  I  have  that  favourable  opinion,"  answered 
Flora;  "-and  so  strongly  that,  though  I  would  rather  have 
been  silent  on  the  grounds  of  my  resolution,  you  shall  com- 
mand them,  if  you  exact  such  a  mark  of  my  esteem  and  con- 
fidence." 

She  sat  down  upon  a  fragment  of  rock,  and  Waverley,  plac- 
ing himself  near  her,  anxiously  pressed  for  the  explanation 
she  offered. 

"I  dare  hardly,"  she  said,  "tell  you  the  situation  of  my 


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feelings,  they  are  so  different  fioiu  those  usually  ascribed  to 
young  women  at  my  period  of  life ;  and  I  dare  hardly  touch 
upon  what  I  conjecture  to  be  the  nature  of  yours,  lest  1  should 
give  offence  where  I  would  willingly  administer  consolation. 
For  myself,  from  my  infancy  till  this  day  I  have  had  but  one 
wish — the  restoration  of  my  royal  benefactors  to  their  rightful 
throne.  It  is  impossible  to  express  to  you  the  devotion  of 
my  feelings  to  this  single  subject;  and  I  will  frankly  confess 
that  it  has  so  occupied  my  mind  as  to  exclude  every  thought 
respecting  what  is  called  my  own  settlement  in  life.  Let  me 
but  live  to  see  the  day  of  that  happy  restoration,  and  a  High- 
land cottage,  a  French  convent,  or  an  English  palace  will  be 
alike  indifferent  to  me." 

"  But,  dearest  Flora,  how  is  your  enthusiastic  zeal  for  the 
exiled  family  inconsistent  with  my  happiness?" 

"  Because  you  seek,  or  ought  to  seek,  in  the  object  of  your 
attachment  a  heart  whose  principal  delight  should  be  in  aug- 
menting your  domestic  felicity  and  returning  your  affection, 
even  to  the  height  of  romance.  To  a  man  of  less  keen  sensi- 
bility, and  less  enthusiastic  tenderness  of  disposition,  Flora 
Mac-Ivor  might  give  content,  if  not  happiness ;  for,  were  the 
irrevocable  words  sj)oken,  never  would  she  be  deficient  in  the 
duties  which  slio  vowed." 

"  And  wliy, — wliy,  Miss  Mac-Ivor,  should  you  think  your- 
self a  more  valual^le  treasure  to  one  who  is  less  capable  of 
loving,  of  aflmiring  you,  than  to  me?" 

"  Simply  because  the  tone  of  our  affections  would  bo  more 
in  miison,  and  beeause  liis  more  blunted  seiisil)ility  would  not 
require  the  rirturn  of  enthusiasm  \vlii<'h  i  have  not  to  bestow. 
But  you,  Mr.  Waverley,  would  for  ever  refer  to  the  idea  of 
domestic  hap))ines3  which  your  imagination  ia  capable  of  ))aint- 
ing,  andwliatever  fell  short  of  that  ideal  representation  would 
be  ooiiHtrued  into  coolness  and  indifferenee,  wliilo  you  might 
consider  tlio  enthusiasm  with  which  I  regarded  Ihe  8U(;(H!ss  of 
the  royal  family  as  defrauding  your  affection  of  its  due  return." 

"In  other  words,  Miss  Mac-Ivor,  you  cannot  love  nu*?" 
said  lier  suitor  dejectedly. 

"I  could  esteem   you,    Mr.    Waverley,    as  much,    perhaps 


222  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

more,  than  any  man  I  have  ever  seen ;  but  I  cannot  love  you 
as  yoii  ought  to  be  loved.  Oh !  do  not,  for  your  own  sake,  de- 
sire so  hazai'dous  an  experiment!  The  woman  whom  you 
mai'ry  ought  to  have  affections  and  opinions  moulded  upon 
yours.  Her  studies  ought  to  be  your  studies ;  her  wishes,  her 
feelings,  her  hopes,  her  fears,  should  all  mingle  with  yours. 
She  shoidd  enhance  your  pleasures,  share  your  sorrows,  and 
cheer  your  melancholy." 

'•  And  why  will  not  you.  Miss  ]VIac-Ivor,  who  can  so  well 
describe  a  happy  union,  why  will  not  you  be  yourseK  the 
person  you  describe?" 

"Is  it  possible  you  do  not  yet  comprehend  me?"  answered 
Flora.  "  Have  I  not  told  you  that  every  keener  sensation  of 
my  mind  is  bent  exclusively  towards  an  event  upon  which, 
indeed,  I  have  no  power  but  those  of  my  earnest  prayers?" 

"And  might  not  the  granting  the  suit  I  solicit,"  said 
Waverley,  too  earnest  on  his  purpose  to  consider  what  he  was 
about  to  say,  "  even  advance  the  interest  to  which  you  have 
devoted  yourself?  My  family  is  wealthy  and  powerful,  in- 
clined in  principles  to  the  Stuart  race,  and  should  a  favour- 
able opportunity " 

"A  favourable  opportunity!"  said  Flora,  somewhat  scorn- 
fully. "  Inclined  in  j)rinciples !  Can  such  lukewarm  ad- 
herence be  honourable  to  yourselves,  or  gratifying  to  your 
lawful  sovereign?  Think,  from  my  present  feelings,  what  I 
should  suffer  when  I  held  the  place  of  member  in  a  family 
•where  the  rights  which  I  hold  most  sacred  are  subjected  to 
cold  discussion,  and  only  deemed  worthy  of  support  when 
they  shall  appear  on  the  point  of  triumphing  without  it!" 

"Your  doubts,"  quickly  replied  Waverley,  "are  unjust  as 
far  as  concerns  myself.  The  cause  that  I  shall  assert,  I  dare 
support  through  every  danger,  as  undauntedly  as  the  boldest 
who  draws  sword  in  its  behalf." 

"  Of  that,"  answered  Flora,  "  I  cannot  doubt  for  a  moment. 
But  consult  your  own  good  sense  and  reason  rather  than  a  pre- 
possession hastily  adopted,  probably  only  because  you  have 
met  a  young  woman  possessed  of  the  usual  accomplishments 
in  a  sequestered  and  romantic  situation.     Let  your  part  in 


WAVERLEY.  223 

this  great  and  perilous  diaina  rest  upon  conviction,  and  not 
on  a  hurried  and  probably  a  temporary  feeling." 

AN'averley  attempted  to  reply,  but  his  words  failed  him. 
Every  sentiment  that  Flora  had  uttered  vindicated  the 
strength  of  his  attachment;  for  even  her  loyalty,  although 
wildly  enthusiastic,  was  generous  and  noble,  and  disdained  to 
avail  itself  of  any  indirect  means  of  supporting  the  cause  to 
which  she  was  devoted. 

After  walking  a  little  way  in  silence  down  the  path,  Flora 
thus  resumed  the  conversation :  "  One  word  more,  Mr. 
Waverley,  ere  we  bid  farewell  to  this  topic  for  ever ;  and  for- 
give my  boldness  if  that  word  have  the  air  of  advice.  My 
brother  Fergus  is  anxious  that  you  should  join  him  in  his 
present  enterprise.  l>ut  do  not  consent  to  this;  you  could 
not,  by  your  single  exertions,  further  his  success,  and  you 
would  inevitably  share  his  fall,  if  it  be  God's  pleasure  that 
fall  he  must.  Your  character  would  also  suffer  irretrievably. 
Let  me  beg  you  will  return  to  your  own  country;  and,  having 
publicly  freed  yourself  from  every  tie  to  the  usurping  govern- 
ment, I  trust  you  will  see  cause,  and  find  opportunity,  to 
serve  your  injured  sovereign  with  effect,  and  stand  forth,  as 
your  loyal  ancestors,  at  the  licad  of  your  luitural  followers  and 
adlierents,  a  Avortliy  re])resentative  of  tlie  house  of  Waverley." 

"  And  should  1  be  so  happy  as  thus  to  distiuguisli  myself, 
miglit  I  not  hope " 

"  Forgive  my  interruption,"  said  Flora.  "  The  present  tijue 
only  is  ours,  and  I  can  but  explain  to  you  with  candour  the 
feelings  whicli  I  now  entertain;  how  they  might  ho  altered 
by  a  train  of  events  Um)  favouralilo  perliaps  to  Ixs  hop<^d  for, 
it  were  in  vain  even  to  conjecture.  Only  be  assured,  Mr. 
Waverley,  that,  after  my  brotlu^r's  honour  and  ]iai)])ines8, 
there,  i.s  none  wliidi  I  sliall  more  sincerely  ]>ray  for  llian  for 
yours." 

With  these  words  slie  parted  from  liim,  for  they  were  n(»w 
arrived  where  two  paths  separated.  Waverley  reached  tlie 
castle  amidst  a  medley  of  conflicting  passions.  He  avoided 
any  j)rivate  interview  witli  Fergus,  as  he  did  not  iind  himself 
able  either  to  encounter  his  raillery  or  reply  to  his  solicita- 


224  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

tion8.  The  ■u'ild  revelry  of  the  feast,  for  Mac-Ivor  kept  open 
table  for  his  clan,  served  in  some  degree  to  stun  reflection. 
When  their  festivity  was  ended,  he  began  to  consider  how  he 
shoidd  again  meet  INIiss  INIac-Ivor  after  the  painful  and  mter- 
esting  explanation  of  the  morning.  But  Flora  did  not  appear. 
Fergus,  whose  eyes  flashed  when  he  was  told  by  Cathleen  that 
her  mistress  designed  to  keep  her  apartment  that  evening, 
went  liimseK  in  quest  of  her ;  but  apjjarently  his  remonstrances 
were  in  vain,  for  he  returned  with  a  heightened  complexion 
and  manifest  symptoms  of  displeasure.  The  rest  of  the  even- 
ing passed  on  without  any  allusion,  on  the  part  either  of 
Fergus  or  Waverley,  to  the  subject  which  engrossed  the  re- 
flections of  the  latter,  and  perhaps  of  both. 

When  retired  to  his  own  apartment,  Edward  endeavoured 
to  sum  up  the  business  of  the  day.  That  the  repulse  he 
had  received  from  Flora  would  be  persisted  in  for  the  pres- 
ent, there  was  no  doubt.  But  could  he  hope  for  ultimate  suc- 
cess in  case  circumstances  permitted  the  renewal  of  his  suit? 
AYould  the  enthusiastic  loyalty,  which  at  this  animating  mo- 
ment left  no  room  for  a  softer  passion,  survive,  at  least  in  its 
engrossing  force,  the  success  or  the  failure  of  the  present  polit- 
ical machinations?  And  if  so,  could  he  hope  that  the  inter- 
est which  slie  had  acknowledged  him  to  possess  in  her  favour 
might  be  improved  into  a  warmer  attachment?  He  taxed  his 
memory  to  recall  every  word  she  had  used,  with  the  appro- 
priate looks  and  gestures  which  had  enforced  them,  and  ended 
hy  finding  himself  in  the  same  state  of  uncertainty.  It  was 
very  late  before  sleep  brought  relief  to  the  tumult  of  his  mind, 
after  the  most  painful  and  agitating  day  which  he  had  ever 
passed. 


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CHAPTER   XXVIIL 

A    LETTER    FROM    TULLT-VEOLAN. 

In-  the  morning,  when  Waverley's  troubled  reflections  had 
for  some  time  given  way  to  repose,  there  came  music  to  his 
dreams,  but  not  the  voice  of  Selma.  He  imagined  himself 
transported  back  to  Tully-Veolan,  and  that  he  heard  Davie 
Gellatley  singing  in  the  court  those  matins  wliich  used  gener- 
ally to  be  the  fijst  sounds  that  disturbed  his  repose  while  a 
guest  of  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine.  The  notes  which  sug- 
gested this  vision  continued,  and  waxed  louder,  until  Edward 
awoke  in  earnest.  The  illusion,  however,  did  not  seem  en- 
tirely dispelled.  The  apartment  was  in  the  fortress  of  lau 
nan  Chaistel,  but  it  was  still  the  voice  of  Davie  Gellatley  that 
made  the  following  lines  resound  under  the  window : 

^fy  heart's  in  the  Highlands,  my  heart  is  not  here, 
My  heart's  in  the  ]Ii[,'hhiii(ls  a-diasiiig  the  deer; 
A-chasing  tlio  wild  deer,  and  following  the  roe, 
My  heart's  in  the  Highlands  wherever  I  go.  ■ 

Curious  to  know  what  could  have  determined  Mr.  Gellatley 
on  an  excursion  of  such  unwonted  extent,  Edward  began  to 
dress  himself  in  all  hiiste,  during  whicli  operation  the  miu- 
Btrelsy  of  Davie  changed  its  tune  more  tlian  once: 

There's  nonght  in  the  Highlands  hut  syhoea  and  locks, 
And  lang-leggit  callants  gaun  wanting  the  hreeks; 
^Vanting  llu;  hreeks,  and  without  hose  and  shoon, 
I5ut  we'll  a'  win  the  hreeks  when  King  Jamie  comes  liame.  * 

V,y  tlio  timo  VVav<Mley  was  dressed  and  liad  issued  forth, 
David  li;id  associated  liimself  wi  h  two  or  ilin-o  of  the  nunicr- 
ous  Jligliland  loungf-rs  who  always  rracf^l  the  gates  of  Iho 
ca.stlo  wiili  tlieir  j)r«'sejice,  and  wa.**  capfring  and  dancing  full 

'  These  lines  form  the  hunlcn  of  an  old  song  to  whicii  Duma  wrote 
iwldilional  verses. 

These  lines  are  also  ancient,  and  I  helieve  to  the  tune  of 
We'll  never  hae  ponce  till  .Tamie  cornea  hame; 
to  which  Burns  likewise  wrote  some  ver»e3. 
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JS6  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

inen-ily  in  the  doubles  and  full  career  of  a  Scotch  foursome 
reel,  to  the  music  of  his  own  whistling.  In  this  double  capac- 
ity of  dancer  and  musician  he  continued,  luitil  an  idle  piper, 
who  observed  his  zeal,  obeyed  the  unanimous  call  of  Seid 
siias  (i.e.,  blow  up),  and  relieved  him  from  the  latter  part  of 
his  trouble.  Young  and  old  then  mingled  in  the  dance  as 
they  could  find  partners.  The  appearance  of  Waverley  did 
not  interrupt  David's  exercise,  though  he  contrived,  by  grin- 
ning, nodding,  and  throwing  one  or  two  inclinations  of  the 
body  mto  the  graces  with  which  he  performed  the  Highland 
fling,  to  convey  to  our  hero  symptoms  of  recognition.  Then, 
while  busily  employed  in  setting,  whooping  all  the  while,  and 
snapping  his  fingers  over  his  head,  he  of  a  sudden  prolonged 
his  side-step  until  it  brought  him  to  the  place  where  Edwai'd 
was  standing,  and,  still  keepmg  time  to  the  music  like  Harle- 
quin in  a  pantomime,  he  thrust  a  letter  into  our  hero's  hand, 
and  continued  his  saltation  without  pause  or  intermission. 
Edward,  who  perceived  that  the  address  was  in  Eose's  hand- 
writing, retired  to  peruse  it,  leaving  the  faithful  bearer  to 
continue  his  exercise  until  the  piper  or  he  should  be  tired  out. 
The  contents  of  the  letter  gi-eatly  surprised  him.  It  had 
originally  commenced  with  "  Dear  Sir" ;  but  these  words  had 
been  carefuUy  erased,  and  the  monosyllable  "  Sir"  substituted 
in  their  place.  The  rest  of  the  contents  shall  be  given  in 
Rose's  own  language. 

"  I  fear  I  am  using  an  improper  freedom  by  intruding  upon 
you,  yet  I  cannot  trust  to  any  one  else  to  let  you  know  some 
things  which  have  happened  here,  with  which  it  seems  neces- 
sary you  should  be  acquainted.  Forgive  me,  if  I  am  wrong 
in  what  I  am  doing ;  for,  alas !  Mr.  Waverley,  I  have  no  better 
advice  than  that  of  my  own  feelings ;  my  dear  father  is  gone 
from  this  j)lace,  and  when  he  can  return  to  my  assistance  and 
protection,  God  alone  knows.  You  have  probably  heard  that, 
in  consequence  of  some  troublesome  news  from  the  Highlands, 
warrants  were  sent  out  for  apprehending  several  gentlemen 
in  these  parts,  and,  among  others,  my  dear  father.  In  spite 
of  all  my  tears  and  entreaties  that  he  would  surrender  himself 


WAVERLEY.  227 

to  the  government,  he  joined  with  Mr.  Falconer  and  some 
other  gentlemen,  and  they  have  all  gone  northwards,  with 
a  body  of  about  forty  horsemen.  So  I  am  not  so  anxious  con- 
cerning his  immediate  safety  as  about  what  may  follow  after- 
wards, for  these  troubles  are  only  beginning.  But  all  this  is 
nothing  to  you,  Mr.  Waverley,  only  I  thought  you  would  be 
glad  to  learn  that  my  father  has  escaped,  in  case  you  happen 
to  have  heard  that  he  was  in  danger. 

'■  The  day  after  my  father  went  off  there  came  a  party  of 
soldiers  to  Tully-Veolan,  and  behaved  very  rudely  to  Bailie 
Macwheeble ;  but  the  officer  was  very  civil  to  me,  only  said 
his  duty  obliged  him  to  search  for  arms  and  papers.  My 
father  had  provided  against  this  by  taking  away  all  the  arms 
except  the  old  useless  things  which  hung  in  the  hall,  and  ho 
had  put  all  his  papers  out  of  the  way.  But  oh !  Mr.  Waver- 
ley, how  shall  I  tell  you,  that  they  made  strict  incpiiry  after 
you,  and  asked  when  you  had  been  at  Tully-Veolan,  and 
where  you  now  were.  The  officer  is  gone  back  with  his  party, 
but  a  nou-commissioned  officer  and  four  men  remain  as  a  sort 
of  garrison  in  the  house.  They  have  hitherto  behaved  very 
well,  as  wo  are  forced  to  keep  them  in  good-humour.  But 
these  soldiers  have  hinted  as  if,  on  your  falling  into  their  hands, 
you  would  bo  in  groat  danger;  I  cannot  prevail  on  myself  to 
write  what  wicked  falsehoods  they  said,  for  I  am  sure  they 
are  falsehoods;  but  you  will  best  judge  Avhat  you  ought  to  do. 
The  party  that  returned  carried  off  your  servant  prisoner, 
witli  your  two  horses,  and  everything  tliat  you  left  at  Tully- 
Veolan.  I  hope  Cod  will  jirotect  ycju,  and  that  you  Avill  get 
safe  home  to  England,  wlioro  you  used  to  tell  }no  tlioro  Avaa 
no  military  vif)lence  nor  lighting  among  clans  permitted,  l)ufc 
everything  w:is  done  according  to  an  equjil  law  that  protected 
all  who  were  harmless  and  innocent.  I  ho])o  you  will  exert 
your  indulgenf.o  as  to  my  boldness  in  Avriting  to  you,  where  it 
seems  to  me,  thougli  perhaps  erroneously,  tliat  your  safety  and 
honotir  are  concerned.  1  am  sure — at  least  I  think,  my 
father  would  approve  of  my  writing;  for  Mr.  Kubrick  is  fled 
to  his  cousin's  at  the  Ihichran,  to  bo  out  of  danger  from  the 
soldiers  and  the  AVhigs,  and  Bailie  Macwheeble  does  not  liko 


228  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

to  meddle  (lie  says)  in  other  ineu's  concerns,  though  I  hope 
what  may  serve  my  father's  friend  at  such  a  time  as  this 
caimot  be  termed  improper  interference.  Farewell,  Captain 
Waverley !  I  shall  probably  never  see  you  more  j  for  it  would 
be  very  improper  to  wish  you  to  call  at  Tully-Veolan  just 
now,  even  if  these  men  were  gone  j  but  I  will  always  remem- 
ber with  gratitude  your  kindness  in  assisting  so  poor  a  scholar 
as  myself,  and  your  attentions  to  my  dear,  dear  father. 
"  I  remain,  your  obliged  servant, 

"Rose  Comyne  Brad  ward  ine. 

"P.S. — I  hope  you  will  send  me  a  line  by  David  Gellatley, 
just  to  say  you  have  received  this  and  that  you  will  take  care 
of  yourself;  and  forgive  me  if  I  entreat  you,  for  your  own 
Bake,  to  join  none  of  these  unhappy  cabals,  but  escape,  as 
fast  as  possible,  to  your  own  fortunate  country.  My  com- 
pliments to  my  dear  Flora  and  to  Glennaquoich.  Is  she  not 
as  handsome  and  accomplished  as  I  described  her?" 

Thus  concluded  the  letter  of  Rose  Bradwardme,  the  contents 
of  which  both  surprised  and  affected  Waverley.  That  the 
Baron  should  fall  under  the  suspicions  of  government,  in  con- 
sequence of  the  present  stir  among  the  partisans  of  the  house 
of  Stuart,  seemed  only  the  natural  consequence  of  his  political 
predilections ;  but  how  he  himself  should  have  been  involved 
in  such  suspicions,  conscious  that  vuitD.  yesterday  he  had  been 
free  from  harbouring  a  thought  against  the  prosperity  of  the 
reigning  family,  seemed  inexplicable.  Both  at  Tully-Veolan 
and  Glennaquoich  his  hosts  had  respected  his  engagements 
with  the  existing  government,  and  though  enough  passed  by 
accidental  innuendo  that  might  mduce  him  to  reckon  the 
Baron  and  the  Chief  among  those  disaffected  gentlemen  who 
were  still  numerous  in  Scotland,  yet  until  his  o^vn  connection 
with  the  army  had  been  broken  off  by  the  resumption  of  his 
commission,  he  had  no  reason  to  suppose  that  they  nourished 
any  immediate  or  hostile  attempts  against  the  present  estab- 
lishment. Still  he  was  aware  that,  unless  he  meant  at  once 
to  embrace  the  proposal  of  Fergus  Mac-Ivor,  it  would  deeply 


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concern-  him  to  leave  the  suspicious  neighbourhood  without 
delay,  and  repair  where  his  conduct  might  undergo  a  satis- 
factory examination.  Upon  this  he  the  rather  determined, 
as  Flora's  advice  favoured  his  doing  so,  and  because  he  felt 
inexpressible  repugnance  at  the  idea  of  being  accessary  to  the 
plague  of  civil  war.  Whatever  were  the  original  rights  of  the 
Stuai-ts,  calm  reflection  told  him  that,  omitting  the  question 
how  far  James  the  Second  could  forfeit  those  of  his  posterity, 
he  had,  according  to  the  united  voice  of  the  whole  nation, 
justly  forfeited  his  own.  Since  that  period  four  monarcha 
had  reigned  in  peace  and  gloiy  over  Britain,  sustaining  and 
exalting  the  character  of  the  nation  abroad  and  its  liberties  at 
home.  Eeason  asked,  was  it  worth  while  to  disturb  a  gov- 
ernment so  long  settled  and  established,  and  to  plunge  a  king- 
dom into  all  the  miseries  of  civil  war,  for  the  purpose  of  re- 
placing upon  the  throne  the  descendants  of  a  monarch  by 
whom  it  had  been  wilfully  forfeited?  If,  on  the  other  hand, 
his  own  final  conviction  of  the  goodness  of  their  cause,  or  the 
commands  of  his  fatlier  or  uncle,  should  recommend  to  liim 
allegiance  to  the  Stuarts,  still  it  was  necessary  to  clear  his  own 
character  by  showing  that  he  had  not,  as  seemed  to  be  falsely 
insinuated,  taken  any  step  t/j  this  purjwse  during  his  holding 
the  coiiimission  of  tlie  reigning  monarch. 

The  affectionate  simidicity  of  Kose  and  her  anxiety  for  liis 
safety,  ]»is  sense  too  of  her  uji])rotected  state,  and  of  the  terror 
and  actual  dangers  to  which  she  might  be  exposed,  made  an 
impression  upon  his  mind,  and  he  instantly  wrote  to  thank 
her  in  the  kindest  ternjs  for  her  solieitudo  on  his  accoinit,  to 
express  his  earnest  good  wislies  for  her  welfare  and  that  of 
her  father,  and  to  assure  her  of  liis  own  safety.  The  feelings 
whieh  this  ta.sk  excited  were  speedily  lost  in  the  necessity 
which  ho  now  saw  of  liidding  farewell  to  Flora  Mac-Ivor,  per- 
haps for  ever.  The  ytang  attending  this  reHeotion  wius  inex- 
pressible; for  her  liigh-minded  elevation  of  c]iara(;ter,  her 
self-devotion  to  the  cause  which  she  had  cmbrac(!d,  united  to 
her  scrupulous  rectitude  as  to  the  means  of  serving  it,  had 
vindicated  to  his  judgment  tho  choice  ado])ted  by  his  y)assioii3. 
But  time  pressed,  calumny  waa  busy  with  his  fame,  and  every 


230  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

hour's  delay  increased  the  power  to  injure  it.  His  tleparture 
iiuist  be  instant. 

With  this  determination  he  sought  out  Fergus,  and  com- 
municatsd  to  him  the  contents  of  Hose's  letter,  with  his  own 
resolution  instantly  to  go  to  Edinburgh,  and  put  into  the  hands 
of  some  one  or  other  of  those  persons  of  influence  to  whom  he 
had  letters  from  his  father  his  exculpation  from  any  charge 
which  might  be  preferred  against  him. 

''  You  run  your  head  into  the  lion's  mouth,"  answered  Mac- 
Ivor.  "  You  do  not  know  the  severity  of  a  government  har- 
assed by  just  apprehensions,  and  a  consciousness  of  their  own 
illegality  and  insecurity.  I  shall  have  to  deliver  you  from 
some  dungeon  in  Stirling  or  Edinburgh  Castle." 

'•My  innocence,  my  rank,  my  father's  intimacy  with  Lord 

M ,  General  G ,  etc.,  will  be  a  sufficient  protection," 

said  Waverley. 

"  Y''ou  will  find  the  contrary, "  replied  the  Chieftain ;  "  these 
gentlemen  will  have  enough  to  do  about  their  own  matters. 
Once  more,  wUl  you  take  tlie  plaid,  and  stay  a  little  while 
with  us  among  the  mists  and  the  crows,  in  the  bravest  cause 
ever  sword  was  drawn  in  ?"  ' 

*'  For  many  reasons,  my  dear  Fergus,  you  must  hold  me  ex- 
cused. " 

"Well  then,"  said  Mac-Ivor,  "I  shall  certainly  find  you 
exerting  your  poetical  talents  Jn  elegies  upon  a  prison,  or  your 
antiquarian  researches  in  detecting  the  Oggam  '^  character  or 
some  Punic  hieroglyphic  upon  the  keystones  of  a  vault,  curi- 
ously arched.  Or  what  say  you  to  U7i  petit  penc/e?/ie/i^  bien 
joH?  against  which  awkward  ceremony  I  don't  warrant  you, 
should  y(ju  meet  a  body  of  the  armed  west-country  WTiigs." 

"  And  why  should  they  use  me  so?"  said  Waverley. 

" For  a  hundred  good  reasons,"  answered  Fergus.  "First, 
»  A  Highland  rhyme  on  Glencairn's  Expedition,  in  1650,  ha.i  these  lines  : 

We'll  bide  a  while  amang  ta  crows, 
We'll  wiske  ta  sword  and  bend  ta  bows. 

*  The  Oggam  is  a  species  of  the  old  Irish  character.  The  idea  of  the 
correspondence  betwixt  the  Celtic  and  Punic,  founded  on  a  scene  in  Plau- 
tos,  was  not  started  till  General  Vallancey  set  up  his  theory,  long  after  the 
date  of  Fergus  Mac-Ivor. 


WAVERLEY.  231 

you  are  an  Englishman ;  secondly,  a  gentleman ;  thirdly,  a 
pielatist  abjured;  and,  fourthly,  they  have  not  had  an  oppor- 
tunity to  exercise  their  talents  on  such  a  subject  this  long 
while.  But  don't  be  cast  down,  beloved;  all  will  be  done  in 
the  fear  of  the  Lord. " 

"  Well,  I  must  run  my  hazard." 

"You  are  determined,  then?" 

"lam." 

"  Wilful  will  do't, "  said  Fergus.  "  But  you  cann6t  go  on 
foot,  and  I  shall  want  no  horse,  as  I  must  march  on  foot  at  the 
head  of  the  children  of  Ivor;  you  shall  have  brown  Dermid." 

"  If  you  will  sell  him,  I  shall  certainly  be  much  obliged." 

"If  your  proud  English  heart  cannot  be  obliged  by  a  gift 
or  loan,  I  will  not  refuse  money  at  the  entrance  of  a  campaign : 
his  price  is  twenty  guineas.  [Remember,  reader,  it  was  Sixty 
Years  since.]     And  when  do  you  propose  to  depart?" 

"  The  sooner  the  better, "  answered  Waverley. 

"  You  are  right,  since  go  j^ou  must,  or  rather,  since  go  you 
will.  I  will  take  Flora's  pony  and  ride  witli  you  as  far  as 
Bally-Brough.  Galium  Beg,  see  that  our  horses  are  ready, 
with  a  pfjny  for  yourself,  to  attend  and  carry  Mr.  Waverley's 

baggage  as  far  a.s (naming  a  small  town),  where  he  can 

have  a  horse  and  guide  to  Edinburgli.  Tut  on  a  Lowland 
dres.s,  Callum,  and  see  you  keep  your  tongue  close,  if  you 
would  not  have  mo  cut  it  out.  Mr.  Waverley  rides  Dormid." 
Then  turning  to  Edward,  "  You  wiU  take  leave  of  my  sister?" 

"  Surely — that  is,  if  Miss  Mac-Ivor  will  honour  me  so  far." 

"f'athhien,  let  my  sister  know  Mr.  AVavorlny  wislios  to  bid 
her  farewell  l;eforo  ho  leaves  us.  liut  Kose  Bradwardine,  her 
situation  must  bo  thouglit  of;  I  wish  she  were  hero.  And 
why  should  slie  not?  There  are  but  four  red-coats  at  Tully- 
Veolan,  and  their  muskets  would  be  very  useful  to  us." 

To  thaso  broken  rf-marks  Edward  )uado  no  answer;  liis  car 
indeed  received  tliem,  Init  his  soul  was  intent  upon  the  ex- 
pected entrance  of  Flora.  'J'ho  door  opened.  It  wjis  but 
Cathleen,  with  her  lady's  excuse,  and  wishes  for  Captain  AVa- 
verley's  health  and  happiness. 


232  WAVEKLEY  NOVELS. 


CHAPTER   XXIX. 

WAVERLEy's    KECEPTION    IN"   THE   LOWLANDS    AFTER   HIS    HIGH- 

LANL    TOUR. 

It  -was  noon  when  the  two  friends  stood  at  the  top  of  the 
pass  of  Bally-Brough.  "I  must  go  no  farther,"  said  Fergus 
Mac-Ivor,  who  during  the  journey  had  in  vain  endeavoured  to 
raise  his  friend's  spirits.  "  If  my  cross-grained  sister  has 
any  share  in  your  dejection,  trust  me  she  thinks  highly  of 
you,  though  her  present  anxiety  about  the  public  cause  pre- 
vents her  listening  to  any  other  subject.  Confide  your  inter- 
est to  me ;  I  will  not  betray  it,  providing  you  do  not  again 
assume  that  vile  cockade." 

"  No  fear  of  that,  considering  the  manner  in  which  it  has 
been  recalled.  Adieu,  Fergus ;  do  not  permit  your  sister  to 
forget  me." 

"  And  adieu,  Waverley ;  you  may  soon  hear  of  her  with  a 
prouder  title.  Get  home,  write  letters,  and  make  friends  as 
many  and  as  fast  as  you  can ;  there  will  speedily  be  unex- 
pected guests  on  the  coast  of  Suffolk,  or  my  news  from  France 
has  deceived  me. "  ' 

Thus  parted  the  friends;  Fergus  returning  back  to  his 
castle,  while  Edward,  followed  by  Callum  ]>eg,  the  latter 
transformed  from  point  to  point  into  a  Low-country  groom, 
proceeded  to  the  little  town  of . 

Edward  paced  on  under  the  painful  and  yet  not  altogether 
eml)ittered  feelings  which  separation  and  uncertainty  produce 
in  the  mind  of  a  youthful  lover.  I  am  not  sure  if  the  ladies 
understand  the  full  value  of  the  influence  of  absence,  nor  do  I 
think  it  wise  to  teach  it  them,  lest,  like  the  Clelias  and  Man- 
danes  of  yore,  they  should  resume  the  humour  of  sending 
their  lovers  into  banishment.  Distance,  in  truth,  produces  in 
idea  the  same  effect  as  in  real  perspective.     Objects  are  soft- 

«  The  santruine  Jacobites,  during  the  eventful  years  1745-4<3,  kept  up  the 
spirits  of  their  party  by  the  rumour  of  descents  from  France  on  behalf  of 
the  Chevalier  St.  George. 


WAVERLEY.  233 

ened,  and  rounded,  and  rendered  doubly  graceful ;  the  harsher 
and  more  ordinary  points  of  character  are  mellowed  do^\^l, 
and  those  by  which  it  is  remembered  are  the  more  striding 
outlines  that  mark  sublimity,  grace,  or  beauty.  There  are 
mists  too  in  the  mental  as  well  as  the  natural  horizon,  to 
conceal  what  is  less  pleasing  in  distant  objects,  and  there  are 
happy  lights,  to  stream  in  full  glory  upon  those  points  which 
can  proht  by  brilliant  illumination. 

Waverley  forgot  Flora  Mac-Ivor's  prejudices  in  her  mag- 
nanimity, and  almost  pardoned  her  indifference  towards  his 
affection  ^/hen  he  recollected  the  grand  and  decisive  object 
which  seemed  to  fill  her  whole  soul.  She,  whose  sense  of 
duty  so  wholly  engrossed  her  in  the  cause  of  a  benefactor, 
what  would  be  her  feelings  in  favour  of  the  happy  individual 
who  should  be  so  fortunate  as  to  awaken  them?  Then  came 
the  doubtful  question,  whether  he  might  not  be  that  happy 
mail, — a  question  wliich  fancy  endeavoured  to  answer  in  the 
affirmative,  ]jy  conjuring  up  all  she  had  said  in  liis  praise, 
witli  the  addition  of  a  comment  nuich  more  flattering  tlian  the 
text  warranted.  All  tliat  was  commonplace,  all  that  belonged 
to  tlie  every-day  world,  was  melted  away  and  obliterated  iii 
those  dreams  of  imagination,  wliich  only  remembered  with  ad- 
vantage tlie  ])oints  of  grace  and  dignity  that  distinguished 
Flora  from  tlie  g(!nerality  of  her  sex,  not  the  particulars  which 
she  held  in  common  with  them.  Edward  was,  in  short,  in 
the  fair  way  of  creating  a  goddess  out  of  a  high-spirited,  ac- 
cojnjilished,  and  beautifnl  young  woman;  and  the  time  wjis 
wa.sted  in  cjistle-building  until,  at  the  dt^scent  of  a  steep  hill, 
he  saw  b(;ii(!ath  him  the  market-town  of . 

The  Highland  ])oliteneB8  of  Callum  IJeg — there  are  few  na- 
tions, by  the  way,  who  can  boiust  of  so  miicli  natural  politeness 
as  the  Highlanders' — the  Highland  civility  of  his  att(Mnlant 
had  not   ])crniitte(l   him   to   disturb   the  reveries  of  our  hero. 

'  Til'' iriu'lilfiiifU'r,  in  foniifr  times,  liml  nlwn.vH  n  liiRli  idcn  f)f  his  own 
gentility,  imd  was  nnxions  to  imprfss  tlie  siuin'  iijion  thos<!  with  whom  ho 
convorscd.  His  InimnnK*'  nhonnded  in  the  phrn.se.s  of  courtesy  and  com- 
plinu-nt ;  and  tin- liahit  of  carryiiiK  arniH,  nn<l  mixiiiK  with  those  who  did 
BO,  made  it  pnrtirnlarly  desirable  they  ahould  use  cautious  politcnesa  in 
their  intercourse  with  each  other. 


234  WAVERLEY  NOVELS 

But  observing  him  rouse  himself  at  the  sight  of  the  village, 
Calhim  pressed  closer  to  his  side,  and  hoped  "  when  they  cam 
to  tlie  public,  his  honour  wad  not  say  nothing  about  Vich  Ian 
Vohr,  for  ta  people  weve  bitter  Whigs,  deil  burst  tern." 

Waverley  assured  the  prudent  page  that  he  would  be  cau- 
tious ;  and  as  he  now  distinguished,  not  indeed  the  ringing  of 
bells,  but  the  tinkling  of  something  like  a  hammer  against  the 
side  of  an  old  mossy,  green,  inverted  porridge-pot  that  hung 
in  an  open  booth,  of  the  size  and  shape  of  a  parrot's  cage, 
erected  to  grace  the  east  end  of  a  building  resembling  an  old 
barn,  he  asked  Galium  Beg  if  it  were  Sunday. 

"Could  na  say  just  preceesely;  Simday  seldom  cam  aboon 
the  pass  of  Bally-Brough." 

On  entering  the  to\\aa,  however,  and  advancing  towards  the 
most  apparent  public-house  which  presented  itself,  the  num- 
bers of  old  women,  in  tartan  screens  and  red  cloaks,  who 
streamed  from  the  barn -resembling  building,  debating  as  they 
went  the  comparative  merits  of  the  blessed  youth  Jabesh 
Rentowel  and  that  chosen  vessel  Maister  Goukthrapple,  in- 
duced Galium  to  assure  his  temporary  master  "that  it  was 
either  ta  muckle  Sunday  hersell,  or  ta  little  government  Sun- 
day that  they  ca'd  ta  fast." 

On  alighting  at  the  sign  of  the  Seven -branched  Golden 
Candlestick,  which,  for  the  further  delectation  of  the  guests, 
was  graced  with  a  short  Hebrew  motto,  they  were  received  by 
mme  host,  a  tall  thin  puritanical  figure,  who  seemed  to  debate 
with  himself  whether  he  ought  to  give  shelter  to  those  who 
travelled  on  such  a  day.  Reflecting,  however,  in  all  proba- 
bility, that  he  possessed  the  power  of  mulcting  them  for  this 
irregularity,  a  jjenalty  which  they  might  escape  by  passing 
into  Gregor  Duncanson's,  at  the  sign  of  the  Highlander  and 
the  Hawick  Gill,  Mr.  Ebenezer  Gruickshanks  condescended  to 
admit  them  into  his  dwelling. 

To  this  sanctified  person  Waverley  addressed  his  request 
that  he  would  procure  him  a  guide,  with  a  saddle-horse,  to 
carry  his  portmanteau  to  Edinburgh. 

"And  whar  may  ye  be  coming  from?"  demanded  mine  host 
of  the  Candlestick. 


WAVERLEY.  236 

"  I  have  told  you  where  I  wish  to  go ;  I  do  not  conceive  any- 
further  information  necessary  either  for  the  guide  or  his  sad- 
dle-horse. " 

"Hem!  Ahem!"  returned  he  of  the  Candlestick,  somewhat 
disconcerted  at  this  rebutf.  "  It's  the  general  fast,  sir,  and 
I  cannot  enter  into  ony  carnal  transactions  on  sic  a  day,  when 
the  people  should  be  humbled  and  the  backsliders  should  re- 
turn, as  worthy  Mr.  Goukthrapple  said;  and  moreover  when, 
as  the  precious  Mr.  Jabesh  Rentowel  did  weel  observe,  the 
land  was  mourning  for  covenants  burnt,  broken,  and  buried." 

"  My  good  friend, "  said  Waverley,  "  if  you  cannot  let  me 
have  a  horse  and  guide,  my  servant  shall  seek  them  else- 
where. " 

"A weel!  Your  servant?  and  what  for  gangs  he  not  for- 
ward wi'  you  himsell?" 

"Waverley  had  but  very  little  of  a  captain  of  horse's  spirit 
within  him — 1  mean  of  that  sort  of  spirit  which  I  have  been 
oblig(id  to  when  I  happened,  in  a  mail  coach  or  diligence,  to 
meet  some  military  man  who  has  kmdly  taken  upon  him  the 
disciplining  i>i  the  waiters  and  the  taxing  of  reckonings.  Some 
of  this  useful  talent  our  In-ro  had,  however,  acquired  during 
his  military  service,  and  on  this  gross  provocation  it  began 
seriously  to  arise.  "Look  ye,  sir;  I  came  here  for  my  own 
accommodation,  and  not  to  answer  impertinent  questions. 
Either  say  you  can,  or  cannot,  get  me  what  I  want;  I  shall 
pursue  my  course  in  either  case." 

Mr.  Kbenezer  Cruickslianks  left  the  room  with  some  indis- 
tinct muttering;  l)ut  wlictlier  negative  or  acquiescent,  Edward 
could  not  well  distinguish.  Tlie  hostess,  a  civil,  quiet,  labo- 
rious drudg(?,  came  to  take  his  orders  for  (liiuici-,  but  declined 
to  make  answer  on  the  subject  of  the  horse  and  guide;  for  the 
Salique  law,  it  seems,  extended  to  the  stables  of  the  (JohhMi 
Candlestick. 

From  a  window  which  overlooked  the  dark  and  narrow  court 
in  which  Calluni  lieg  rubbed  down  the  horses  after  their 
journey,  Waverley  heard  the  following  dialogue  betwixt  the 
subtle   foot-page  of  Vicli    Ian  Volir  and  his  landlord: 

"  Ye'll  be  frao  the  north,  young  man'/"  began  the  latter. 


236  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"  Aud  ye  may  say  that, "  answered  Callum. 

"And  ye'll  hae  ridden  a  lang  way  the  day,  it  may  wed 
be?" 

"  Sae  lang,  that  I  could  weel  tak  a  dram. " 

"Gudewife,  bring  the  gill  stoup." 

Here  some  compliments  passed  fitting  the  occasion,  whea 
my  host  of  the  Golden  Candlestick,  having,  as  he  thought, 
opened  his  guest's  heart  by  this  hospitable  propitiation,  re- 
sumed his  scrutiny. 

"  Ye'll  no  hae  mickle  better  whisky  than  that  aboon  the 
Pass?" 

"  I  am  nae  f rae  aboon  the  Pass. " 

"  Ye're  a  Highlandman  by  your  tongue?" 

"Ka;  I  am  but  just  Aberdeen-a-way . " 

"And  did  your  master  come  frae  Aberdeen  wi'  you?" 

"Ay;  that's  when  I  left  it  my  sell,"  answered  the  cool  and 
impenetrable  Callum  Beg. 

"And  what  kind  of  a  gentleman  is  he?" 

"I  believe  he  is  ane  o'  King  George's  state  officers;  at  least 
he's  aye  for  ganging  on  to  the  south,  and  he  has  a  hantle  sil- 
ler, and  never  grudges  onything  till  a  poor  body,  or  in  the 
way  of  a  la"\ving. " 

"  He  wants  a  guide  and  a  horse  frae  hence  to  Edinburgh?" 

"Ay,  and  ye  maun  find  it  him  forthwith." 

"Ahem!     It  will  be  chargeable." 

"  He  cares  na  for  that  a  bodle." 

"Aweel,  Duncan — did  ye  say  your  name  was  Duncan,  or 
Donald?" 

"Na,  man — Jamie — Jamie  Steenson — T  telt  ye  before." 

This  last  undaunted  parry  altogether  foiled  Mr.  Cruick- 
shanks,  who,  though  not  quite  satisfied  either  with  the  reserve 
of  the  master  or  the  extreme  readiness  of  the  man,  was  con- 
tented to  lay  a  tax  on  the  reckoning  and  horse-hire  that  might 
compound  for  his  ungratified  curiosity.  The  circumstance  of 
its  being  the  fast  day  was  not  forgotten  in  the  charge,  which, 
on  the  whole,  did  not,  however,  amount  to  much  more  than 
double  what  in  fairness  it  should  have  been. 

Calliun  Beg  soon  after  announced  in  person  the  ratification 


WA\'1]RLEY.  237 

of  this  treaty,  adding,  "  Ta  aiild  deevil  was  ganging  to  ride 
wi'  ta  duinhe-wassel  hersell." 

"  That  will  not  be  very  pleasant,  Callum,  nor  altogether 
safe,  for  our  host  seems  a  person  of  great  curiosity;  but  a 
traveller  must  submit  to  these  inconveniences.  Meanwhile, 
my  good  lad,  here  is  a  trifle  for  you  to  drink  Yich  Ian  Vohr's 
health." 

Tlie  hawk's  eye  of  Callum  flashed  delight  upon  a  golden 
guinea,  with  which  these  last  words  were  accompanied.  He 
hastened,  not  without  a  curse  on  the  intricacies  of  a  Saxon 
breeches  pocket,  or  spleuchan,  as  he  called  it,  to  deposit  the 
treasure  m  his  fob;  and  then,  as  if  he  conceived  the  benevo- 
lence called  for  some  requital  on  his  part,  he  gathered  close 
up  to  Edward,  with  an  expression  of  countenance  peculiarly 
knowing,  and  spoke  in  an  undertone,  "  If  his  honour  thought 
ta  auld  deevil  "Whig  carle  was  a  bit  dangerous,  she  could 
easily  provide  for  him,  and  teil  ane  ta  wiser." 

"  How,  and  in  wliat  manner?" 

"  Her  ain  sell,"  replied  ('allum,  "could  wait  for  him  a  wee 
bit  frae  the  toun,  and  kittle  his  quarters  wi'  her  skene-ocde." 

"Skene-occle!  what's  that?" 

Calhim  uk buttoned  his  coat,  raised  his  left  arm,  and,  with 
an  emphatic  nod,  ]K)inted  to  the  hilt  of  a  small  dirk,  snugly 
deposited  under  it,  in  the  lining  of  his  jac^ket.  Waverley 
thought  he  had  misunderstood  his  meaning;  he  gazed  in  his 
face,  and  discovered  in  Callum's  very  handsome  thoiigh  em- 
browned features  just  the  degree  of  roguish  malice  Avith  which 
a  lad  of  the  same  age  in  England  would  have  brought  forward 
a  j)hin  for  robbing  an  orchard. 

"(lood  fJod,  Callum,  would  you  take  the  man's  life?" 

"  Indeed,"  answered  tlie  young  desperado,  "and  1  think  lie 
has  had  just  a  lang  enough  lease  o't,  when  he's  for  betraying 
honest  folk  that  eoine  to  s])eiid  siller  at  his  public." 

Edward  saw  nothing  wa-s  to  lie  gained  l)y  argument,  and 
therefore  contented  himself  with  enjoining  Callum  to  lay  aside 
all  practices  against  the  j)erson  of  Mr.  Ebenezer  ('ruickshanks; 
in  which  injunction  the  page  seemed  to  acquiesce  with  an  air 
of  great  indifference. 


238  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

'' Ta  diiinhe-wassel  might  pleasa  himsell;  ta  auld  rudas 
loon  had  never  done  Calhini  nae  ill.  But  here's  a  bit  line 
frae  ta  Tighearua,  tat  he  bade  me  gie  your  honour  ere  I 
came  back." 

The  letter  from  the  Chief  contained  Flora's  lines  on  the 
fate  of  Captain  Wogau,  whose  enterprising  character  is  so 
well  drawn  by  Clarendon.  He  had  originally  engaged  in  the 
service  of  the  Parliament,  but  had  abjured  that  party  upon 
the  execution  of  Charles  I. ;  and  upon  hearmg  that  the  royal 
standard  was  set  up  by  the  Earl  of  Glencairn  and  General 
Middleton  in  the  Highlands  of  Scotland,  took  leave  of  Charles 
II.,  who  was  then  at  Paris,  passed  into  England,  assembled 
a  body  of  Cavaliers  in  the  neighbourhood  of  London,  and  trav- 
ersed the  kingdom,  which  had  been  so  long  under  domination 
of  the  usurper,  by  marches  conducted  with  such  skill,  dexter- 
ity, and  spirit  that  he  safely  miited  his  handful  of  horsemen 
with  the  body  of  Highlanders  then  in  arms.  After  several 
months  of  desultory  warfare,  in  which  Wogan's  skill  and 
courage  gained  him  the  highest  reputation,  he  had  the  mis- 
fortune to  be  wounded  in  a  dangerous  manner,  and  no  surgical 
assistance  being  within  reach,  he  terminated  his  short  but 
glorious  career. 

There  were  obvious  reasons  why  the  politic  Chieftain  was 
desirous  to  place  the  example  of  this  young  hero  under  the 
eye  of  Waverley,  with  whose  romantic  disposition  it  coincided 
80  peculiarly.  But  his  letter  turned  chiefly  upon  some  trifling 
commissions  which  Waverley  had  promised  to  execute  for  him 
in  England,  and  it  was  only  towards  the  conclusion  that  Edward 
found  these  words  :  *'  I  owe  Flora  a  grudge  for  refusing  us  her 
company  yesterday ;  and,  as  I  am  giving  you  the  trouble  of  read- 
ing these  lines,  in  order  to  keep  in  your  memory  your  promise 
to  procure  me  the  fishing-tackle  and  cross-bow  from  London, 
I  will  enclose  her  verses  on  the  Grave  of  Wogan.  This  I 
know  will  tease  her ;  for,  to  tell  you  the  truth,  I  think  her 
more  in  love  with  the  memory  of  that  dead  hero  than  she  is 
likely  to  be  with  any  living  one,  unless  he  shall  tread  a  simi- 
lar path.  But  English  squires  of  our  day  keep  their  oak  trees 
to  shelter  their  deer  parks,  or  repair  the  losses  of  an  evening 


WAVERLET.  239 

at  White's,  and  neither  invoke  them  to  wreath  their  brows  nor 
shelter  their  graves.  Let  me  hope  for  one  brilliant  exception 
in  a  dear  friend,  to  whom  I  would  most  gladly  give  a  dearer 
title." 

The  verses  were  inscribed: 

Co  an  (Dak  Crce 

In  the  Church- Yard  of ,  in  the  Highlands  of  Scotland,  said  to  mark  the 

Grave  of  Captain  Wogan,  killed  in  1649, 

Emblem  of  England's  ancient  faith, 

Full  proudly  may  thy  branches  wave, 
Where  loyalty  lies  low  in  death, 

And  valour  fills  a  timeless  grave. 

And  thou,  brave  tenant  of  the  tomb  I 

Repine  not  if  our  clime  deny. 
Above  thine  honour'd  sod  to  bloom 

The  flowerets  of  a  milder  sky. 

These  owe  their  birth  to  genial  May ; 

Beneath  a  fiercer  sun  they  pine. 
Before  the  wint<>r  storm  decay  ; 

And  can  their  worth  1)C  ty])u  of  thine? 

No!  for,  'mid  storms  of  Fate  opposing, 

Still  higher  swelled  thy  dauntless  heart, 
And,  while  Despair  the  scene  was  closing, 

Commenced  thy  i>rief  but  brilliant  part. 

'Twas  then  thou  sought'st  on  All)yn'H  hill 
( When  Eiiglan<rs  sons  the  strife  r&sign'd). 

A  rugge<l  race  resisting  still, 
And  unsubdued  though  unrcfinal. 

Thy  death's  liour  heard  no  kindred  wail, 

No  lioly  kiuW  tliy  requiem  rung; 
Tliy  mourimrs  were  thi-  plaidc<l  (Jael, 

Thy  dirge  the  clamorous  pibroch  sung. 

Yet  who  in  Fortune's  summor-sliino 

Tf>  waste  life's  longest  term  away, 
Would  change  that  glorious  dawn  of  thine 

Thougii  darken'd  ere  itH  noontide  day? 

Be  tliine  Ihf  tree  whose  dauntless  boughs 

Bravf^  summer's  drou^lit  and  winter's  gloom. 
Home  bound  with  oak  her  patriots'  brows, 
As  Albyn  shadows  Wogan's  tomb. 
11  Vol.  1 


240  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Whatever  might  be  the  real  merit  of  Flora  Mac-Ivor's 
poetry,  the  enthusiasm  which  it  intimated  was  well  calcu- 
lated to  make  a  corresponding  impression  upon  her  lover. 
The  lines  were  read — read  again,  then  deposited  in  Waverley's 
bosom,  then  again  drawn  out,  and  read  line  by  line,  in  a  low 
and  smothered  voice,  and  with  frequent  pauses  which  pro- 
longed the  mental  treat,  as  an  epicure  protracts,  by  sipping 
slowly,  the  enjoyment  of  a  delicious  beverage.  The  entrance 
of  Mrs.  Cruickshanks  with  the  sublunary  articles  of  dinner 
and  wine  hardly  interrupted  this  pantomime  of  affectionate 
enthusiasm. 

At  length  the  tall  imgainly  figure  and  ungracious  visage  of 
Ebenezer  presented  themselves.  The  upper  part  of  his  form, 
notwithstanding  the  season  required  no  such  defence,  was 
shrouded  in  a  large  great-coat,  belted  over  his  under  habili- 
Bients,  and  crested  with  a  huge  cowl  of  the  same  stuff,  which, 
when  di-awn  over  the  head  and  hat,  completely  overshadowed 
both,  and,  being  buttoned  beneath  the  chin,  was  called  a  trot- 
cozy.  His  hand  grasped  a  huge  jockey-whip,  garnished  with 
brass  mounting.  His  thin  legs  tenanted  a  pair  of  gambadoes, 
fastened  at  the  sides  with  rusty  clasps.  Thus  accoutred,  he 
stalked  into  the  midst  of  the  apartment,  and  announced  his 
errand  in  brief  phrase:  "  Yer  horses  are  ready." 

"You  go  with  me  yourself  then,  landlord?" 

"  I  do,  as  far  as  Perth ;  where  ye  may  be  supplied  with  a 
guide  to  Embro',  as  your  occasions  shall  require. " 

Thus  saying,  he  placed  under  Waverley's  eye  the  bill  which 
he  held  in  his  hand;  and  at  the  same  time,  self-invited,  tilled 
a  glass  of  wine  and  drank  devoutly  to  a  blessing  on  their  jour- 
ney. Waverley  stared  at  the  man's  impudence,  but,  as  their 
connection  was  to  be  short  and  promised  to  be  convenient,  he 
made  no  observation  upon  it;  and,  having  paid  his  reckoning, 
expressed  his  intention  to  depart  immediately.  He  mounted 
Dermid  accordingly  and  sallied  forth  from  the  Golden  Candle- 
stick, followed  by  the  puritanical  figure  we  have  described, 
after  he  had,  at  the  expense  of  some  time  and  difficulty,  and 
by  the  assistance  of  a  "louping-on-stane,"  or  structure  of  ma- 
sonry erected  for  the  traveller's  convenience  in  front  of  the 


"  The  unrurtuimtt;  iiiaii  Itll." 


Wttverley,  Chap,  xxx.,  p.  247. 


WAVERLEY.  241 

house,  elevated  his  person  to  the  back  of  a  long-backed,  raw- 
boned,  thin-gutted  phantom  of  a  broken-down  blood-horse,  on 
which  Waverley's  portmanteau  was  deposited.  Our  hero, 
though  not  in  a  very  gay  humour,  could  hardly  help  laughing 
at  the  appearance  of  his  new  squire,  and  at  imagining  the  as- 
tonishment which  his  person  and  equipage  would  have  excited 
at  Waverley-Honour. 

Edward's  tendency  to  mirth  did  not  escape  mine  host  of  the 
Candlestick,  who,  conscious  of  the  cause,  infused  a  double  por- 
tion of  souring  into  the  pharisaical  leaven  of  his  coimtenance, 
and  resolved  internally  that,  in  one  way  or  other,  the  young 
*'  Englisher  "  should  pay  dearly  for  the  contempt  with  which 
he  seemed  to  regard  him.  Galium  also  stood  at  the  gate  and 
enjoyed,  with  undissembled  glee,  the  ridiculous  figure  of  Mr. 
Cruickshanks.  As  Waverley  passed  him  he  pulled  oif  his  hat 
respectfully,  and,  approaching  his  stirrup,  bade  him  "Tak 
heed  the  auld  Whig  deevil  played  him  nae  cantrip." 

Waverley  ouce  more  thanked  and  bade  liim  farewell,  and 
then  rode  bi-iskly  onward,  not  sorry  to  bo  out  of  hearing  of 
till!  shouts  of  the  children,  as  they  beheld  old  Ebenezer  rise 
and  sink  in  his  stimips  to  avoid  the  concussions  occasioned 

by  a  hard  trot  upon  a  half-paved  street.     The  village  of 

was  soon  several  miles  behind  him. 


CIIArTER    XXX. 


SHOWS    THAT    THK    LOSS    OK    A    IIOKSe's    STIOF,    MAY    UK  A    SKUT- 

OUS    INCONVKNIENCC. 

Thk  manner  and  air  of  Waverley,  but,  above  all,  the  glit- 
tering cont.HntH  of  his  jmrse,  and  the  indifference  with  which 
he  seenn'd  to  regard  thoni,  Homewh;it  overawed  his  companion, 
and  deterred  him  from  making  any  attempts  to  enter  upon 
conversation.  His  own  reflections  were  moreover  agitated  by 
various  surmises,  and  hy  plans  of  self-interest  with  whieh 
these  were  intimately  connected.     The  travellers  journeyed, 


242  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

therefore,  in  silence,  until  it  was  interrupted  by  the  annuncia 
tiou,  on  the  part  of  the  guide,  that  his  "  naig  had  lost  a  fore- 
foot shoe,  which,  doubtless,  his  honour  would  consider  it  was 
his  pait  to  replace. " 

This  was  what  lawyers  call  a  fishing  question,  calculated  to 
ascertain  how  far  Waverley  was  disposed  to  submit  to  petty 
imposition.  "My  part  to  replace  your  horse's  shoe,  you 
rascal!"  said  Waverley,  mistaking  the  purport  of  the  intima- 
tion. 

"  Indubitably,"  answered  Mr.  Cruickshanks ;  "though  there 
was  no  preceese  clause  to  that  effect,  it  canna  be  expected 
that  I  am  to  pay  for  the  casualties  whilk  may  befall  the 
puir  naig  while  in  your  honour's  service.  Nathless,  if  your 
honour " 

"  Oh,  you  mean  I  am  to  pay  the  farrier ;  but  where  shall  we 
find  one?" 

Eejoiced  at  discerning  there  would  be  no  objection  made  on 
the  part  of  his  temporary  master,  Mr.  Cruickshanks  assured 
him  that  Cairnvreckan,  a  village  which  they  were  about  to 
enter,  was  happy  in  an  excellent  blacksmith ;  "  but  as  he  was 
a  professor,  he  would  drive  a  nail  Jor  no  man  on  the  Sabbath 
or  kirk-fast,  unless  it  were  in  a  case  of  absolute  necessity,  for 
which  he  always  charged  sixpence  each  shoe."  The  most  im- 
portant i^art  of  this  communication,  in  the  opinion  of  the 
speaker,  made  a  very  slight  impression  on  the  hearer,  who 
only  internally  wondered  what  college  this  veterinary  pro- 
fessor belonged  to,  not  aware  that  the  word  was  used  to  de- 
note any  person  who  pretended  to  uncommon  sanctity  of  faith 
and  manner. 

As  they  entered  the  village  of  Cairnvreckan, '  they  speedily 
distinguished  the  smith's  house.  Being  also  a  public,  it  was 
two  stories  high,  and  proudly  reared  its  crest,  covered  with 
grey  slate,  al)0ve  the  thatched  hovels  ])y  which  it  was  sur- 
rounded. The  adjoining  smithy  betokened  none  of  the  Sab- 
batical silence  and  repose  which  Ebenezer  had  augured  fiom 
the  sanctity  of  his  friend.     On  the  contrary,  hammer  clashed 

'  Supposed  to  represent  Auchterarder,  a  village  midway  between  Perth 
and  Stirling,  noted  for  religious  controversy  {Laing). 


WAVERLEY.  243 

and  anyil  rang,  the  bellows  groaned,  and  the  whole  apparatus 
of  Vulcan  appeared  to  be  in  full  activity.  Nor  was  the  labour 
of  a  rural  and  pacific  nature.  The  master  smith,  benempt,  as 
his  sign  intimated,  John  Mucklewrath,  with  two  assistants, 
toiled  busily  in  arranging,  repairing,  and  furbishing  old  mus- 
kets, pistols,  and  swords,  which  lay  scattered  aroimd  his  work- 
shop in  military  confusion.  The  open  shed,  containing  the 
forge,  was  crowded  with  persons  who  came  and  went  as  if 
receiving  and  communicating  important  news;  and  a  single 
glance  at  the  aspect  of  the  people  who  traversed  the  street  in 
haste,  or  stood  assembled  in  groups,  with  eyes  elevated  and 
hands  uplifted,  announced  that  some  extraordinary  intelli- 
gence was  agitating  the  public  mind  of  the  municipality  of 
Cairn vreckan.  "There  is  some  news,"  said  mine  host  of  the 
Candlestick,  pushing  his  lantern-jawed  visage  and  bare-boned 
nag  rudely  forward  into  the  crowd — "there  is  some  news; 
and,  if  it  please  my  Creator,  1  will  forthwith  obtain  speirings 
thereof. " 

W'averley,  with  l)etter  regulated  curiosity  than  his  attend- 
ant's, dismounted  and  gave  his  horse  to  a  boy  who  stood 
idling  near.  It  arose,  perhaps,  from  the  shyness  of  his  char- 
acter in  early  youtli,  that  he  felt  dislike  at  applying  to  a 
stranger  even  for  casual  information,  without  ])reviously  glanc- 
ing at  his  i)hysiognomy  and  appearance.  AV'hile  lie  looked 
al>out  in  order  to  select  the  person  with  whom  he  would  most 
willingly  hold  comnumication,  the  buzz  around  saved  him  in 
8omo  degree  the  trouble  of  interrogatories.  The  names  of 
Loeliiel,  (,'lanronald,  Cilengarry,  and  other  distinguished  Jligh- 
laiid  Cliieffl,  among  whom  Vich  Jan  Vohr  was  rejM^atedly  men- 
tioned, were  as  familiar  in  men's  mouths  as  household  words; 
and  from  the  alarm  generally  exj)ressed,  he  easily  conceived 
that  their  descent  into  the  I.owlands,  at  the  head  of  tlu^ir 
armed  tribes,  had  either  already  taken  ])lace  or  was  instantly 
aj)j)rehended. 

Kvo.  Waverley  could  ask  particulars,  a  strong,  large-boned, 
hard-featured  woman,  aU>ut  forty,  (bessed  as  if  her  clothes 
had  been  flung  on  with  a  jtitehfork,  her  cheeks  fiiished  with  a 
scarlet  red  where  they  were  not  smutted  with  soot  and  lamp- 


244  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

black,  jostled  through  the  crowd,  aud,  brandishing  high  a 
child  of  two  years  old,  which  she  danced  in  her  arms  without 
regard  to  its  screams  of  terror,  sang  forth  with  all  her  might : 

Charlie  is  my  darling,  my  darling,  my  darling, 
Charlie  is  my  darling. 

The  young  Chevalier ! 

"D'ye  hear  what's  come  ower  ye  now,"  continued  the  vi- 
rago, "ye  whingeing  Whig  carles?  D'ye  hear  wha's  coming 
to  cow  yer  cracks? 

Little  wot  ye  wha's  coming, 
Little  wot  ye  wha's  coming, 

A'  the  wild  Macraws  are  coming." 

The  Vulcan  of  Cairnvreckan,  who  acknowledged  his  Venus 
in  this  exulting  Bacchante,  regarded  her  with  a  grim  and  ire- 
foreboding  countenance,  while  some  of  the  senators  of  the  vil- 
lage hastened  to  interpose.  "  Whisht,  gudewif e ;  is  this  a 
time  or  is  this  a  day  to  be  singing  your  ranting  fule  sangs 
in? — a  time  Avheu  the  wine  of  wrath  is  poured  out  without 
mixture  in  the  cup  of  indignation,  and  a  day  when  the  land 
should  give  testimony  against  popery,  and  prelacy,  and  quaker- 
ism,  and  independency,  and  supremacy,  and  erastianism,  and 
antinomianism,  and  a'  the  errors  of  the  church?" 

"And  that's  a'  your  Whiggery,"  re-echoed  the  Jacobite 
heroine ;  "  that's  a'  your  Whiggery,  and  your  presbytery,  ye 
cut-lugged,  gianing  carles!  "What!  d'ye  think  the 'lads  wi' 
the  kilts  will  care  for  yer  synods  and  yer  presbyteries,  and 
yer  buttock-mail,  and  yer  stool  o'  repentance?  Vengeance  on 
the  black  face  o't!  niony  an  honester  woman's  been  set  upon 
it  than  streeks  doon  beside  ony  Whig  in  the  country.  I  my- 
sell " 

Here  John  Mucklewrath,  who  dreaded  her  entering  upon  a 
detail  of  personal  experience,  interposed  his  matrimonial  au- 
thority.    "  Gae  hame,  and  be  d (that  I  should  say  sae), 

and  put  on  the  sowens  for  supper." 

"And  you,  ye  doil'd  dotard,"  replied  his  gentle  helpmate, 
her  wiath,  which  had  hitherto  wandered  abroad  over  the  whole 
assembly,  being  at  once  and  violently  impelled  into  its  natural 


WAVERLEY.  245 

channel,  "  ye  stand  there  hainmermg  dog-heads  for  f ules  that 
will  never  snap  them  at  a  llighlandnian,  instead  of  earning 
bread  for  your  family  and  shoeing  this  winsome  young  gentle- 
man's horse  that's  just  come  frae  the  north!  I'se  warrant 
him  nane  of  your  whiugeing  King  George  folk,  but  a  gallant 
Gordon,  at  the  least  o'  him." 

The  eyes  of  the  assembly  were  now  turned  upon  "Waverley, 
who  took  the  opportunity  to  bid  the  smith  to  shoe  his  guide's 
horse  with  all  speed,  as  he  wished  to  proceed  on  his  journey ; 
for  he  had  heard  enough  to  make  him  sensible  that  there  woidd 
be  danger  hi  delaying  long  in  this  place.  The  smith's  eyes 
rested  ou  him  with  a  look  of  displeasure  and  suspicion,  not 
lessened  by  the  eagerness  with  which  his  wife  enforced  Wa- 
verley's  mandate.  "  D'ye  hear  what  the  weel-favoured  young 
gentleman  says,  ye  drunken  ne'er-do-good?" 

"And  what  may  your  name  be,  sir?"  quoth  Mucklewrath. 

"  It  is  of  no  consequence  to  you,  my  friend,  provided  1  pay 
your  labour." 

*'  liut  it  may  be  of  consequence  to  the  state,  sir, "  replied  an 
old  farmer,  smelling  strongly  of  whisky  and  peat-smoke ;  '*  and 
I  doubt  we  maun  delay  your  journey  till  you  have  seen  tlie 
Laird." 

*' \'uu  certainly,"  said  Waverley,  haughtily,  '"will  liiid  it 
both  difficult  and  dangerous  to  detain  me,  unless  you  can 
produce  some  proper  authority. " 

Thnre  was  a  pause  and  a  whisper  among  the  crowd — "  Sec- 
retary Murray" — "Lord  Jiewis  Gordon" — "Maybe  tlie  Chev- 
alier liimsell!"  Such  were  the  surmises  tliat  i);ussed  hurriedly 
among  them,  and  tliere  was  obviously  an  increased  disposition 
to  resist  VVaverley'a  departure.  Ho  attempted  to  argue  mildly 
with  them,  but  his  voluntary  ally,  Mrs.  Mucklewrath,  broke 
m  upon  and  drowned  his  cxitostulations,  taking  his  ])art  with 
an  aljusivo  vi<>h:!nce  which  w;us  all  s«it  down  to  Edward's  ac- 
count by  those  ou  whom  it  was  bestowed.  "  YaHl  stop  ony 
gentleman  that's  the  Trinc's  freend?"  for  she  too,  though 
with  other  feelings,  had  adopted  the  general  o])inion  respect- 
ing Waverley.  "I  daur  ye  U)  touch  liini,"  .spreading  al)road 
her  long  and  muscular  fingers,  garnished  with  claws  which  a 


246  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

viiltnre  might  have  envied.  "  I'll  set  my  ten  commandments 
in  tlie  face  o'  the  lirst  loon  that  lays  a  finger  on  him." 

"  Gae  hame,  gudewife,"  quoth  the  farmer  aforesaid;  "it 
■wad  better  set  you  to  be  nursing  the  gudeman's  bairns  than 
to  be  deaving  us  here." 

^^  His  bairns?"  retorted  the  Amazon,  regarding  her  husband 
with  a  grin  of  ineffable  contempt — ^^  His  bairns  I 

• 

Oh,  gin  ye  were  dead,  gudeman, 
And  a  green  turf  on  your  head,  gudeman  I 

Then  I  wad  ware  ray  widowhood 
Upon  a  ranting  Highlandman." 

This  canticle,  which  excited  a  suppressed  titter  among  the 
yoiuiger  part  of  the  audience,  totally  overcame  the  patience 
of  the  taunted  man  of  the  anvil.  "  Deil  be  in  me  but  I'll  put 
this  het  gad  down  her  throat!"  cried  he  in  an  ecstasy  of 
wrath,  snatchmg  a  bar  from  the  forge ;  and  he  might  have 
executed  his  threat,  had  he  not  been  withheld  by  a  part  of 
the  mob,  while  the  rest  endeavoured  to  force  the  termagant 
out  of  his  presence. 

Waverley  meditated  a  retreat  in  the  confusion,  but  his 
horse  was  nowhere  to  be  seen.  At  length  he  observed  at  some 
distance  his  faithful  attendant,  Ebenezer,  who,  as  soon  as  he 
had  perceived  the  turn  matters  wero  likely  to  tike,  had  with- 
drawn both  horses  from  the  presS;  and,  mounted  on  the  one 
and  holdhig  the  other,  answered  the  loud  and  repeated  calls  of 
Waverley  for  his  horse.  "  Na,  na '.  if  ye  are  nae  friend  to  kirk 
and  the  king,  and  are  detained  as  siccan  a  person,  ye  maun 
answer  to  honest  men  of  the  country  for  breach  of  contract; 
and  I  maun  keep  the  naig  and  the  walise  for  damage  and  ex- 
pense, in  respect  my  horse  and  my  sell  will  lose  to-morrow's 
day's  wark,  besides  the  afternoon  preaching." 

Edwarrl,  out  of  patience,  hemmed  in  and  hustled  by  the 
rabVjle  on  every  side,  and  every  moment  expecting  personal 
Tiolence,  resolved  to  try  measures  of  intimidation,  and  at 
length  drew  a  pocket-jjistol,  threatening,  on  the  one  hand,  to 
Bhoot  whomsoever  dared  to  stop  him,  and,  on  the  other,  men- 
acing Ebenezer  with  a  similar  doom  if  he  stirred  a  foot  with 


WAVERLEY.  247 

the  horses.  The  sapient  Partridge  says  that  one  man  with  a 
pistol  is  equal  to  a  hundred  unarmed,  because,  though  he  can 
shoot  but  one  of  the  multitude,  yet  no  one  knows  but  that  he 
himself  may  be  that  luckless  individual.  The  levij  en  masse 
of  Cairnvreckan  would  therefore  probably  have  given  way, 
nor  would  Ebenezer,  whose  natural  paleness  had  waxed  three 
shades  more  cadaverous,  have  ventured  to  dispute  a  mandate 
so  enforced,  had  not  the  Vulcan  of  the  village,  eager  to  dis- 
charge upon  some  more  worthy  object  the  fury  which  his  help- 
mate had  provoked,  and  not  ill  satisfied  to  find  such  an  object 
in  Waverley,  rushed  at  him  with  the  red-hot  bar  of  iron  with 
such  determination  as  made  the  discharge  of  his  pistol  an  act 
of  self-defence.  The  unfortunate  man  fell ;  and  while  Edward, 
thrilled  with  a  natural  horj-or  at  the  incident,  neither  had 
presence  of  mind  to  unsheathe  his  sword  nor  to  draw  his 
remaining  pistol,  the  populace  threw  themselves  upon  him, 
disarmed  him,  and  were  about  to  use  him  with  great  violence, 
when  the  appearance  of  a  veneraljle  clergyman,  the  pastor  of 
the  parish,  i)ut  a  curb  on  their  fury. 

This  worthy  man  (none  of  the  (roukthrapples  or  Rentowels) 
maintained  his  character  witli  the  common  people,  although 
he  preached  tlie  practical  fruits  of  Christian  faitli  as  well  as 
its  abstract  tenets,  and  was  respected  by  the  liigher  orders, 
notwithstanding  he  decilined  soothing  their  specvdativf  errors 
by  converting  tlie  i)ulpit  of  the  gospel  into  a  school  of  lieatlien 
morality.  Tcrhaps  it  is  owing  to  this  mixture  of  faith  and 
practice  in  liis  doctrine  that,  although  his  memory  lias  formed 
a  sort  of  era  in  tlie  annals  of  Cairnvreckan,  so  that  the  ]);uisli- 
ioners,  to  denote  what  befell  Sixty  Years  since,  still  say  it 
happened  "in  good  Mr.  Morton's  time,"  I  have  never  l)een 
able  to  discover  which  lie  belonged  to,  the  evangelical  or  the 
moderate  party  in  the  kirk.  Nor  do  I  hold  the  circumstance 
of  niueh  moment,  since,  in  my  own  remembrance,  the  one  was 
headed  by  an  Erskine,  the  other  by  a  KoUrti-ion.' 

•  The  Rev.  .Tohn  Kntkine,  D.D.,  an  eminent  ScottiHh  divine  ami  n  most 
excellent  man,  headed  the  KvanKelical  party  in  the  Church  of  Hcotland  at 
the  time  when  the  relehrnte<l  Dr.  H()hert'<f)n.  the  historian,  was  Mie  leader 
of  the  M(Mlerat<' party.  Tiiese  two  distiuft'iishe*!  persons  were  roIleMLriies 
In  the  Old  Grey  Friara'  Church,  Edinburgh ;  and,  however  much   they 


248  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Mr.  Morton  had  been  alarmed  by  the  discharge  of  the  pistol 
and  the  increasing  hubbub  around  the  smithy.  His  tirst  at- 
tention, after  he  had  directed  the  bystanders  to  detain  Waver- 
ley,  but  to  abstain  from  injuring  him,  was  turned  to  the  body 
of  JSIucklewrath,  over  which  his  wife,  in  a  revulsion  of  feel- 
ing, was  weeping,  howling,  and  tearing  her  elf-locks  in  a  state 
little  short  of  distraction.  On  raising  iip  the  smith,  the  first 
discovery  was  that  he  was  alive ;  and  the  next  that  he  was 
likely  to  live  as  long  as  if  he  had  never  heard  the  report  of 
a  pistol  in  his  life.  He  had  made  a  narrow  escape,  however ; 
the  bullet  had  grazed  his  head  and  stunned  him  for  a  moment 
or  two,  which  trance  terror  and  confusion  of  spirit  had  pro- 
longed somewhat  longer.  He  now  arose  to  demand  vengeance 
on  tha  person  of  Waverley,  and  with  difficulty  acquiesced  in 
the  proposal  of  Mr.  Morton  that  he  should  be  carried  before 
the  Laird,  as  a  justice  of  peace,  and  placed  at  his  disposaL 
The  rest  of  the  assistants  unanimously  agreed  to  the  measure 
recommended;  even  Mrs.  Mucklewrath,  who  had  begun  to 
recover  from  her  hysterics,  whimpered  forth,  "  She  wadna 
say  naethiag  against  what  the  minister  proposed;  he  was 
e'en  ower  gude  for  his  trade,  and  she  hoped  to  see  him  wi' 
a  dainty  decent  bishop's  gown  on  his  back;  a  comelier  sight 
than  your  Geneva  cloaks  and  bands,  I  wis." 

All  controversy  being  thus  laid  aside,  Waverley,  escorted 
by  the  whole  inhabitants  of  the  village  who  were  not  bed- 
ridden, was  conducted  to  the  house  of  Cairnvreckan,  which 
was  about  half  a  mile  distant. 


CHAPTER  XXXI. 

AS    EXAMINATION. 


Ma.top.  Melvill-r  of  Cairnvreckan,  an  elderly  gentleman, 
who  had  spent  his  youth  in  the  military  service,  received 
Mr.  Morton  with  great  kindness,  and  our  hero  with  civility, 

difiFered  in  church  politics,  preserve'l  the  most  perfect  harmony  aa  private 
friends  and  as  clergymen  serving  the  same  cure. 


WAVERLEY.  249 

which  the  equivocal  circumstances  wherein  Edward  was  placed 
rendered  constrained  and  distant. 

The  nature  of  the  smith's  hurt  was  inquired  into,  and,  as 
the  actual  injury  was  likely  to  prove  trifling,  and  the  circum- 
stances in  which  it  was  received  rendered  the  infliction  on 
Edward's  part  a  natural  act  of  self-defence,  the  Major  con- 
ceived he  might  dismiss  that  matter  on  Waverley's  depositing 
in  his  hands  a  small  sum  for  the  benefit  of  the  wounded  person. 

"I  could  wish,  sir,"  continued  the  Major,  "that  my  duty 
terminated  here ;  but  it  is  necessary  that  we  should  have  some 
fui-ther  inquiry  into  the  cause  of  your  journey  through  the 
country  at  this  unfortunate  and  distracted  time." 

Mr.  Ebenezer  Cruickshanks  now  stood  forth,  and  communi- 
cated to  the  magistrate  all  he  knew  or  suspected  from  the  re- 
serve of  Waverley  and  the  evasions  of  Galium  Beg.  The  horse 
upon  which  Edward  rode,  he  said,  he  knew  to  belong  to  Vich 
Ian  Vohr,  though  he  dared  not  tax  Edward's  former  attendant 
with  the  faf;t,  lest  he  sh(jukl  have  his  house  and  stables  burnt 
over  his  head  some  niglit  by  that  godless  gang,  the  Mac-Ivors. 
He  concluded  by  exaggerating  his  own  services  to  kirk  and 
state,  as  having  been  the  means,  under  God  (as  he  modestly 
qualified  tlie  assertion),  of  attaching  this  suspicious  and  for- 
midable deliiupient.  He  iiitinuited  liopes  of  future  reward, 
and  of  instant  reimbursement  for  loss  of  time,  and  even  of 
character,  l)y  travelling  on  the  state  business  on  the  fast  day. 

To  this  Major  Melville  answered,  with  great  comi)osure, 
that  so  far  from  claiming  any  merit  in  this  atfaii-,  Mr.  Cruick- 
shanks  ouglit  U)  deprecate  the  imposition  of  a  very  heavy  lino 
for  neglecting  to  lodge,  in  terms  of  the  recent  i)roelanjation, 
an  account  with  the  nearest  magistrate  of  any  stranger  wlio 
came  to  liis  inn;  tliat,  as  Mr.  CniickHhaiiks  bo;isted  so  nnich 
of  religion  and  loyalty,  h(^  should  not  im]>ute  this  conduct  to 
disaffection,  but  (nily  sujjptwcd  that  his  zeal  for  kirk  and  state 
had  l)een  lulled  a.sleep  by  the  ojjportunity  of  charging  a  stran- 
ger with  double  horse-hire;  that,  however,  feeling  himself 
incompetent  to  decide  singly  upon  the  conduct  of  a  person  of 
such  iin])ortance,  he  should  reserve  it  for  consideration  of  the 
next  quarter-sessions.     JN'ow  oui-  history  for  the  present  saith 


260  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

no  more  of  him  of  the  Candlestick,  who  wended  dolorous  and 
nuilcontent  back  to  his  own  dwelling. 

Major  Melville  then  commanded  the  villagers  to  return  to 
their  homes,  excepting  two,  who  officiated  as  constables,  and 
whom  he  directed  to  wait  below.  The  apartment  was  thus 
cleared  of  every  person  but  Mr.  Morton,  whom  the  Major  in- 
vited to  remain;  a  sort  of  factor,  Avho  acted  as  clerk;  and 
Waverley  himself.  There  ensued  a  painful  and  embarrassed 
pause,  till  Major  Melville,  looking  upon  Waverley  with  much 
compassion,  and  often  consulting  a  paner  or  memorandum 
which  he  held  in  his  hand,  requested  to  know  his  name. 

"  Edward  Waverley. " 

"  I  thought  so ;  late  of  the dragoons,  and  nephew  of 

Sir  Everard  Waverley  of  Waverley-Honour?" 

"The  same." 

"  Young  gentleman,  I  am  extremely  sorry  that  this  painful 
duty  has  fallen  to  my  lot. " 

"Duty,  Major  Melville,  renders  apologies  superfluous." 

"  True,  sir ;  permit  me,  therefore,  to  ask  you  how  your  time 
has  been  disposed  of  since  you  obtained  leave  of  absence  from 
your  regiment,  several  weeks  ago,  until  the  present  moment?" 

"My  reply,"  said  Waverley,  "to  so  general  a  question  must 
be  guided  by  the  nature  of  the  charge  which  renders  it  neces- 
sary. I  request  to  know  what  that  charge  is,  and  upon  what 
authority  I  am  forcibly  detained  to  reply  to  it?" 

"The  charge,  Mr.  Waverley,  I  grieve  to  say,  is  of  a  very 
high  nature,  and  affects  your  character  both  as  a  soldier  and 
a  subject.  In  the  former  capacity  you  are  charged  with 
spreading  mutiny  and  rebellion  among  the  men  you  com- 
manded, and  setting  them  the  example  of  desertion,  by  pro- 
longing your  own  absence  from  the  regiment,  contrary  to  the 
express  orders  of  your  commanding  officer.  The  civil  crime 
of  which  you  stand  accused  is  that  of  high  treason  and  levy- 
ing war  against  the  king,  the  highest  delinquency  of  which 
a  subject  can  be  guilty." 

"  And  by  what  authority  am  I  detained  to  reply  to  such 
heinous  calumnies?" 

"  By  one  which  you  must  not  dispute,  nor  I  disobey." 


WAVERLEY.  251 

He  handed  to  Waverley  a  warrant  from  the  Supreme  Crim- 
inal Court  of  Scotland,  in  full  form,  for  apprehending  and 
securing  the  person  of  Edward  Waverley,  Esq.,  suspected  of 
treasonable  practices  and  other  high  crimes  and  misdemeanours. 

The  astonishment  -which  Waverley  expressed  at  this  com- 
munication was  imputed  by  Major  Melville  to  conscious  guilt, 
while  !Mr.  Morton  was  rather  disposed  to  construe  it  into  the 
surprise  of  innocence  unjustly  suspected.  There  was  some- 
thing ti-ue  in  both  conjectures;  for  although  Edward's  mind 
acquitted  him  of  the  crime  with  which  he  was  charged,  yet  a 
hasty  review  of  his  own  conduct  convinced  him  he  might  have 
great  difficulty  in  establishing  his  innocence  to  the  satisfactioa 
of  others. 

"  It  is  a  very  painful  part  of  this  painful  business, "  said  Major 
Melville,  after  a  pause,  ''  that,  under  so  grave  a  charge,  I  must 
necessarily  request  to  see  such  papers  as  you  have  on  your 
person."  %. 

"  You  shall,  sir,  without  reserve, "  said  Edward,  throwing 
his  pocket-book  and  memorandums  upon  the  table;  "there  is 
but  one  ^viih  which  I  could  wish  you  would  dispense." 

"  I  am  afraid,  Mr.  Waverley,  I  can  indulge  you  Avith  no 
reservation." 

"  Yon  sliall  SCO  it  then,  sir;  and  as  it  can  bo  of  no  service, 
I  beg  it  may  be  returned." 

]Ie  took  fiom  his  l)Osom  the  lines  he  had  that  morning  re- 
ceived, and  ])resented  them  with  the  envelo})0.  The  Major 
perused  them  in  silence,  and  directed  his  clerk  to  make  a 
copy  f)f  tliem.  Jit)  then  wraj)i)ed  the  copy  in  the  (uivelope, 
and  placing  it  on  the  table  beffn-o  liim,  returned  tlio  original 
to  Waverley,  with  an  air  of  melancholy  gravity. 

Aft(!r  indulging  tho  prisoner,  for  sueli  our  liero  must  now 
be  considered,  with  what  lie  tliouglit  a  reasonable  time  for  re- 
flection, Major  Melvilbi  resumed  liis  exajuinalion,  ])romising 
that,  lus  Mr.  Waverley  seemed  to  object  to  general  (jut^stions, 
his  interrogatories  should  be  as  specific  as  his  iiiformation  per- 
mitted. Ho  then  proceeded  in  his  investigation,  dictating,  ;i3 
he  went  on,  the  im])ort  f»f  the  questions  and  answers  to  the 
amanuensis,  by  wlumi  it  was  written  down. 


262  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"  Did  Mr.  "Waverley  know  one  Humphry  Houghton,  a  non- 
commissioned officer  in  Gardiner's  dragoons?" 

"  Certainly ;  he  was  sergeant  of  my  troop,  and  son  of  a 
tenant  of  my  uncle. " 

"  Exactly — and  had  a  considerable  share  of  your  confidence, 
and  an  influence  among  his  comrades?" 

''  I  had  never  occasion  to  repose  confidence  in  a  person  of 
his  description,"  answered  Waverley.  "I  favoured  Sergeant 
Houghton  as  a  clever,  active  young  fellow,  and  I  believe  his 
fellow-soldiers  respected  him  accordmgly . " 

*'But  you  used  through  this  man,"  answered  Major  Mel- 
%dlle,  "  to  communicate  with  such  of  your  troop  as  were  re- 
cruited upon  Waverley-Honour?" 

"  Certainly ;  the  poor  fellows,  finding  themselves  in  a  regi- 
ment chiefly  composed  of  Scotch  or  Irish,  looked  up  to  me  in 
any  of  their  little  distresses,  and  naturally  made  their  coun- 
try-man and  sergeant  their  spokesman  on  such  occasions." 

"Sergeant  Houghton's  influence,"  continued  the  Major, 
"extended,  then,  particularly  over  those  soldiers  who  fol- 
lowed you  to  the  regiment  from  your  uncle's  estate?" 

"  Surely;  but  what  is  that  to  the  present  purpose?" 

"  To  that  I  am  just  coming,  and  I  beseech  your  candid  re- 
ply. Have  you,  since  leaving  the  regiment,  held  any  corre- 
spondence, direct  or  mdirect,  with  this  Sergeant  Houghton?" 

"  I ! — I  hold  correspondence  with  a  man  of  his  rank  and 
situation!     How,  or  for  what  purpose?" 

"  That  you  are  to  explain.  But  did  you  not,  for  example, 
send  to  him  for  some  books?" 

"You  remind  me  of  a  triflmg  commission,"  said  Waverley, 
"  which  I  gave  Sergeant  Houghton,  because  my  servant  could 
not  read.  I  do  recollect  I  bade  hm,  by  letter,  select  some 
books,  of  which  I  sent  him  a  list,  and  send  them  to  me  at 
TuUy-Yeolan." 

"And  of  what  description  were  those  books?" 

"  They  related  almost  entirely  to  elegant  literature ;  they 
were  designed  for  a  lady's  perusal." 

"  Were  there  not,  Mr.  Waverley,  treasonable  tracts  and 
pamphlets  among  them?" 


WAVERLEY.  253 

"  There  were  some  political  treatises,  into  which  I  hardly- 
looked.  They  had  been  sent  to  me  by  the  officiousness  of 
a  kind  friend,  Avhose  heart  is  more  to  be  esteemed  than  his 
prudence  or  political  sagacity ;  they  seemed  to  be  dull  compo- 
sitions." 

"  That  friend, "  continued  the  persevering  inquirer,  "  -was  a 
Mr.  Pembroke,  a  nonjuring  clergyman,  the  author  of  two 
treasonable  works,  of  which  the  manuscripts  were  found 
among  your  baggage?" 

"  But  of  Avhich,  I  give  .you  my  honour  as  a  gentleman, "  re- 
plied Waverley,  "  I  never  read  six  pages. " 

"I  am  not  your  judge,  Mr.  Waverley;  your  examination 
will  ])e  transmitted  elsewhere.  And  now  to  proceed.  Do  you 
know  a  person  that  passes  by  the  name  of  Wily  Will,  or  Will 
Ruthven?" 

"I  never  heard  of  such  a  name  till  this  moment." 

"  Did  you  never  through  such  a  person,  or  any  other  person, 
communicate  with  Sergeant  Humphry  Houghton,  instigating 
him  to  desert,  with  as  many  of  his  comrades  as  he  could  seduce 
to  join  him,  and  unite  with  the  Highlanders  and  other  rebels 
now  in  arms  under  the  command  of  the  young  Tretcnder?" 

"  I  a.ssure  you  I  am  not  only  entirely  guiltless  of  the  plot 
you  have  laid  to  my  charge,  but  T  detest  it  from  the  very  bot- 
tom f)f  my  soul,  nor  would  1  bo  guilty  of  such  treachery  to 
gain  a  throne,  either  for  myself  or  any  other  man  alive." 

"  Vet  when  I  consider  this  envelope  in  the  handwriting  of 
one  of  those  misguided  gentlemen  who  are  now  in  arms  against 
their  country,  and  the  verses  which  it  enclosed,  T  cannot  but 
find  some  aiia]r)gy  between  tlie  enterprise  T  havti  mentioned 
and  the  exploit  of  Wogan,  whicli  tlie  writer  seems  to  expisct 
you  should  imitate." 

Waverley  wjva  struck  with  the  coincidence,  but  denied  that 
the  wishes  or  exjuu'tations  of  tho  Ic^tter-writer  were  to  be  re- 
garded an  jtroofs  of  a  fhargn  otherwise  chimerical. 

"  Hut,  if  I  am  rightly  informed,  your  tine  was  spent,  dur- 
ing your  absence  from  the  regiment,  between  the  house  of 
this  Highland  ('hieftain  and  that  of  Mr.  l-Jradwardine  of  Brad- 
wardine,  also  in  arms  for  this  unfortunate  cause?" 


254  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"  I  do  not  mean  to  disguise  it ;  but  1  do  deny,  most  reso- 
lutely, being  privy  to  any  of  their  designs  against  the  govern- 
ment." 

"  You  do  not,  however,  I  presume,  intend  to  deny  that  you 
attended  your  host  Glennaquoich  to  a  rendezvous,  where,  under 
a  pretence  of  a  general  hunting  match,  most  of  the  accomplices 
of  his  treason  were  assembled  to  concert  measures  for  taking 
ai-ms?" 

"  I  acknowledge  having  been  at  such  a  meeting, "  said  Wa- 
verley ;  "  but  I  neither  heard  nor^  saw  anything  which  could 
give  it  the  character  you  affix  to  it." 

"  From  thence  you  proceeded, "  continued  the  magistrate, 
*'  with  Glennaquoich  and  a  part  of  his  clan  to  join  the  army 
of  the  young  Pretender,  and  returned,  after  having  paid  your 
homage  to  him,  to  discipline  and  arm  the  remainder,  and  unite 
them  to  his  bands  on  their  way  southward?" 

"  I  never  went  with  Glennaquoich  on  such  an  errand.  I 
never  so  much  as  heard  that  the  person  whom  you  mention 
was  in  the  country." 

He  then  detailed  the  history  of  his  misfortune  at  the  hunt- 
ing match,  and  added,  that  on  his  return  he  found  himself 
suddenly  deprived  of  his  commission,  and  did  not  deny  that 
he  then,  for  the  first  time,  observed  symptoms  which  indi- 
cated a  disposition  in  the  Highlanders  to  take  arms;  but 
added  that,  having  no  inclination  to  join  their  cause,  and  no 
longer  any  reason  for  remaining  in  Scotland,  he  was  now  on 
his  return  to  his  native  country,  to  which  he  had  been  sum- 
moned by  those  who  had  a  right  to  direct  his  motions,  as 
Major  Melville  would  perceive  from  the  letters  on  the  table. 

Major  Melville  accordingly  perused  the  letters  of  Richard 
Waverley,  of  Sir  Everard,  and  of  Aunt  Rachel;  but  the  infer- 
ences he  drew  from  them  were  different  from  what  Waverley 
expected.  They  held  the  language  of  discontent  with  govern- 
ment, threw  out  no  obscure  hmts  of  revenge,  and  that  of  poor 
Aunt  Rachel,  which  plainly  asserted  the  justice  of  the  Stuart 
cause,  was  held  to  contain  the  open  avowal  of  what  the  others 
only  ventured  to  insinuate. 

"Permit  me  another  question,  Mr.  Waverley,"  said  Major 


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Melrille.  "  Did  you  not  receive  repeated  letters  from  your 
commajiding  officer,  warning  you  and  commanding  you  to 
return  to  your  post,  and  acquainting  you  with  the  use  made 
of  your  name  to  spread  discontent  among  your  soldiers?" 

"  I  never  did.  Major  Melville.  One  letter,  indeed,  I  re- 
ceived from  him,  containing  a  civil  intimation  of  his  wish 
that  I  would  employ  my  leave  of  absence  otherwise  than  iu 
constant  residence  at  Bradwardine,  as  to  which,  1  own,  I 
thought  he  was  not  called  on  to  interfere;  and,  finally,  I  re- 
ceived, on  the  same  day  on  which  I  observed  myself  super- 
seded in  the  Gazette,  a  second  letter  from  Colonel  Gardiner, 
commanding  me  to  join  the  regiment,  an  order  which,  owing 
to  my  absence,  already  mentioned  and  accounted  for,  I  re- 
ceived too  late  to  be  obeyed.  If  there  were  any  intermediate 
letters,  and  certainly  from  the  Colonel's  high  character  I 
think  it  probable  that  there  were,  they  have  never  reached  me." 

"I  have  omitted,  Mr.  Waverley,"  continued  Major  Mel- 
viUe,  "to  inquire  after  a  matter  of  less  consequence,  but 
which  has  nevertheless  been  i)ublicly  talked  of  to  your  dis- 
advantage. It  is  said  that  a  treasonable  toast  having  beeu 
proposed  in  your  hearing  and  presence,  you,  holding  his  I\Iaj- 
esty's  commission,  suffered  the  task  of  resenting  it  to  devolve 
u]->on  another  gentleman  of  the  company.  This,  sir,  cannot  be 
charged  against  you  in  a  court  of  justice;  but  if,  as  1  am  in- 
formed, the  officers  of  your  regiment  requested  an  explanation 
of  HUf^h  a  rumour,  as  a  gentleman  and  soldier  I  cannot  but  be 
Bur]»riHed  that  yo»i  did  not  afToid  it  to  them." 

This  w;iH  too  niucli.  Hcsct  and  pvessed  oii  every  hand  by 
aftcusations,  in  which  gross  falsehoods  were  blended  with  such 
circumstanfres  of  truth  as  could  not  fail  to  procure  them  credit, 
— alone,  unfriended,  and  in  a  strange  laml,  Waverley  almost 
gave  up  his  life  and  honour  for  lost,  and,  leaning  his  head 
■iijKin  his  hand,  rcsolutply  refused  to  answer  atiy  fiirlher  (jnes- 
tioiiH,  since  the  fair  and  candid  statenient  he,  had  already  mado 
had  f»nly  served  to  furnish  arms  against  him. 

Without  ex])ressing  either  surprise  or  displeasure  at  the 
change  in  Waverley's  manner,  Major  Melville  proceeded  com- 
posedly to  put  several  other  queries  to  him.     "What  does  it 


266  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

ft 

avail  me  to  answer  you?"  said  Edward  sullenly.  "  You  appear 
convinced  of  my  guilt,  and  wrest  every  reply  I  have  made  to 
support  your  own  preconceived  opinion.  Enjoy  your  supposed 
triumph,  then,  and  torment  me  no  further.  If  1  am  capable 
of  the  cowardice  and  treachery  your  charge  burdens  me  with, 
I  am  not  worthy  to  be  believed  in  any  reply  I  can  make  to 
you.  If  I  am  not  deserving  of  your  suspicion — and  God  and 
my  own  conscience  bear  evidence  with  me  that  it  is  so — then 
I  do  not  see  why  I  should,  by  my  candour,  lend  my  accusers 
arms  against  my  innocence.  There  is  no  reason  I  should  an- 
swer a  word  more,  and  I  am  determined  to  abide  by  this  reso- 
lution." And  again  he  resumed  his  posture  of  sullen  and 
determined  silence. 

"Allow  me,"  said  the  magistrate,  "to  remind  you  of  one 
reason  that  may  suggest  the  propriety  of  a  candid  and  open 
confession.  The  mexperience  of  youth,  Mr.  Waverley,  lays 
it  open  to  the  plans  of  the  more  designing  and  artful ;  and  one 
of  your  friends  at  least — I  mean  Mac-Ivor  of  Glennaquoich — - 
ranks  high  in  the  latter  class,  as,  from  your  apparent  ingenu- 
ousness, youth,  and  unacquaintance  with  the  manners  of  the 
Highlands,  I  should  be  disposed  to  place  you  among  the  for- 
mer. In  such  a  case,  a  false  step  or  error  like  yours,  which 
I  shall  be  happy  to  consider  as  involimtary,  may  be  atoned 
for,  and  I  would  willingly  act  as  intercessor.  But,  as  you 
must  necessarily  be  acquainted  with  the  strength  of  the  indi- 
viduals in  this  country  who  have  assumed  arms,  with  their 
means  and  with  their  plans,  I  must  expect  you  will  merit 
this  mediation  on  my  part  by  a  frank  and  candid  avowal  of 
all  that  has  come  to  your  knowledge  upon  these  heads;  in 
which  case,  I  think  I  can  venture  to  promise  that  a  very  short 
personal  restraint  wiU  be  the  only  ill  consequence  that  can 
arise  from  your  accession  to  these  unhappy  intrigues." 

Waverley  listened  with  great  composure  until  the  end  of 
this  exhortation,  when,  springing  from  his  seat  with  an  en- 
ergy he  had  not  yet  displayed,  he  replied,  "  Major  Melville, 
since  that  is  your  name,  I  have  hitherto  answered  your  ques- 
tions with  candour,  or  declined  them  with  temper,  because 
their  import  concerned  myself  alone;   but,  as  you  presume 


WAVERLEY.  257 

to  esteem  me  mean  enough  to  commence  informer  against 
others,  who  received  me,  whatever  may  be  their  public  mis- 
conduct, as  a  guest  and  friend,  I  declare  to  you  that  I  con- 
sider your  questions  as  an  insult  infinitely  more  offensive  than 
your  calumnious  suspicions ;  and  that,  since  my  hard  fortune 
permits  me  no  other  mode  of  resenting  them  than  by  verbal 
defiance,  you  should  sooner  have  my  heart  out  of  my  bosom 
than  a  single  syllable  of  information  on  subjects  which  I 
could  only  become  acquainted  with  in  the  full  confidence  of 
imsuspectmg  hospitality. " 

Mr.  Morton  and  tlie  Major  looked  at  each  other;  and  the 
former,  who,  in  the  course  of  the  examination,  had  been  re- 
peatedly troubled  witli  a  sorry  rheum,  had  recourse  to  his 
snuff-box  and  his  handkerchief. 

"Mr.  Waverley,"  said  the  Major,  "my  present  situation 
prohibits  me  alike  from  giving  or  receivmg  offence,  and  I 
will  not  protract  a  discussion  which  approaches  to  either.  I 
am  afraid  I  must  sign  a  warrant  for  detaining  you  in  custody, 
but  this  house  shall  for  the  present  be  your  prison.  I  fear  I 
cannot  persuade  you  to  accept  a  share  of  our  supper? — (Ed- 
ward shook  his  head) — but  I  will  order  refreshments  in  your 
apartment. " 

Our  liero  bowed  and  withdrew,  under  guard  of  the  officers 
of  justice,  to  a  small  but  handsome  room,  where,  declining  all 
offers  of  food  or  wine,  he  flung  himself  on  the  bed,  and,  stupi- 
fied  by  the  liarassing  events  and  mental  fatigue  of  this  miserable 
day,  li<i  sunk  into  a  (Iff])  and  linavy  slumber.  Thi.s  was  nu)re 
than  lie,  himself  could  have  expected;  but  it  is  mentioned  of 
th(!  North- American  Indians,  when  at  the  stake  of  torture,  that 
on  the  lea-st  intermission  of  agony  they  will  .sleep  until  the  lir« 
is  applied  to  awaken  them. 


^8  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

CHAPTER  XXXII. 

A    CONFERENCE    AND    THE    CONSEQUENCE. 

Major  Melville  had  detained  Mr.  Morton  during  his  ex- 
amination of  Waverley,  both  because  he  thought  he  might 
derive  assistance  from  his  practical  good  sense  and  approved 
loyalty,  and  also  because  it  was  agreeable  to  have  a  witness 
of  unimpeached  candour  and  veracity  to  proceedings  which 
touched  the  honour  and  safety  of  a  young  Englishman  of 
high  rank  and  family,  and  the  expectant  heir  of  a  large  for- 
tune. Every  step  he  knew  would  be  rigorously  canvassed, 
and  it  was  his  business  to  place  the  justice  and  integrity  of 
his  own  conduct  beyond  the  limits  of  question. 

When  Waverley  retired,  the  laird  and  clergyman  of  Caim- 
vreckan  sat  down  in  silence  to  their  evening  meal.  While  the 
servants  Avere  in  attendance  neither  chose  to  say  anything  on 
the  circumstances  which  occupied  their  minds,  and  neither 
felt  it  easy  to  speak  upon  any  other.  The  youth  and  appar- 
ent frankness  of  Waverley  stood  in  strong  contrast  to  the 
shades  of  suspicion  which  darkened  around  him,  and  he  had 
a  sort  of  naivete  and  openness  of  demeanour  that  seemed  to 
belong  to  one  unhackneyed  in  the  ways  of  intrigue,  and  which 
pleaded  highly  in  his  favour. 

Each  mused  over  the  particulars  of  the  examination,  and 
each  viewed  it  through  the  medium  of  his  own  feelings.  Both 
were  men  of  ready  and  acute  talent,  and  both  were  equally 
competent  to  combine  various  parts  of  evidence,  and  to  deduce 
from  them  the  necessary  conclusions.  But  the  wide  difference 
of  their  habits  and  education  often  occasioned  a  great  discrep- 
ancy in  their  respective  deductions  from  admitted  premises. 

Major  Melville  had  been  versed  in  camps  and  cities;  he  was 
vigilant  by  profession  and  cautious  from  experience,  had  met 
with  much  evil  in  the  world,  and  therefore,  though  himself 
an  upright  magistrate  and  an  honourable  man,  his  opinions  of 
others  were  always  strict,  and  sometimes  unjustly  severe. 
Mr.  Morton,  on   the  contrary,  had  passed  from  the  literary 


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pursuits  of  a  college,  where  he  was  beloved  by  his  companions 
and  respected  by  his  teachers,  to  the  ease  and  simplicity  of 
his  present  charge,  where  his  opportunities  of  witnessing  evil 
were  few,  and  never  dwelt  upon  but  in  order  to  encourage  re- 
pentance and  amendment ;  and  where  the  love  and  respect  of 
his  parishioners  repaid  his  affectionate  zeal  in  their  behalf  by 
endeavouring  to  disguise  from  him  what  they  knew  would  give 
him  the  most  acute  pain,  namely,  their  own  occasional  trans- 
gressions of  the  duties  which  it  was  the  business  of  his  life  to 
recommend.  Thus  it  was  a  common  saying  in  the  neighbour- 
hood (though  both  were  popular  characters),  that  the  laird 
knew  only  the  ill  in  the  parish  and  the  minister  only  the 
good. 

A  love  of  letters,  though  kept  in  subordination  to  his  cleri- 
cal studies  and  duties,  also  distinguished  the  pastor  of  Cairn- 
vreckan,  and  had  tinged  his  mind  in  earlier  days  with  a  slight 
feeling  of  romance,  which  no  after  incidents  of  real  life  had 
entirely  dissipated.  The  early  loss  of  an  amiable  young 
woman  whom  he  had  married  for  love,  and  who  was  quickly 
followed  to  the  grave  by  an  only  child,  had  also  served,  even 
after  the  lai)se  of  many  years,  to  soften  a  disposition  naturally 
mild  and  contemphitive.  His  feelings  on  the  present  occasion 
were-  therefore  likely  to  differ  from  those  of  the  severe  disci- 
plinarian, Btrif;t  magistrate,  and  distrustfid  man  of  the  world. 

"When  the  servants  had  withdrawn,  the  silence  of  both 
parties  continued,  until  Major  Melville,  filling  his  glass  and 
pushing  tlie  bottle  to  ^Ir.  Morton,  cominenced: 

'•  A  distressing  affair  tliis,  Mr.  Morton.  1  fear  this  young- 
ster lias  broiiglit  himself  within  the  compass  of  a  halter." 

*'  God  forbid!"  answered  the  clergyman. 

"Marry,  and  amen,"  said  the  temporal  magistrate ;  "but  T 
think  even  your  merciful  logic  will  liardly  deny  the  conehi 
sion." 

"Surely,  Major,"  answered  the  clergyman,  "I  should  hope 
it  might  1^  averted,  for  aiiglit  we  have  heard  to-night?" 

"Indeed!"  replied  MelviUe.  "But,  my  good  jjarson,  you 
are  one  of  those  wlio  would  communicate  to  every  criminal 
the  benefit  of  clergy." 


260  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"Unquestionably  I  would.  Mercy  and  long-suffering  are 
the  grounds  of  the  doctrine  I  am  called  to  teach." 

"  True,  religiously  speaking ;  but  mercy  to  a  criminal  may 
be  gross  injustice  to  the  community.  I  don't  speak  of  this 
young  fellow  in  particular,  who  I  heartily  wish  may  be  able 
to  clear  himself,  for  I  like  both  his  modesty  and  his  spirit. 
But  I  fear  he  has  rushed  upon  his  fate." 

"And  why?  Himdreds  of  misguided  gentlemen  are  now 
in  arms  against  the  government,  many,  doubtless,  upon  prin- 
ciples which  education  and  early  prejudice  have  gilded  with 
the  names  of  patriotism  and  heroism ;  Justice,  when  she  se- 
lects her  victims  from  such  a  multitude  (for  su:  ely  all  will  not 
be  destroyed),  must  regard  the  moral  motive.  He  whom  ambi- 
tion or  hope  of  personal  advantage  has  led  to  disturb  the  peace 
of  a  Avell-ordered  government,  let  him  fall  a  victim  to  the 
laws ;  but  surely  youth,  misled  by  the  wild  visions  of  chivalry 
and  imaginary  loyalty,  may  plead  for  pardon." 

"  If  visionary  chivalry  and  imaginary  loyalty  come  within 
the  predicament  of  high  treason,"  replied  the  magistrate,  "I 
know  no  court  in  Christendom,  my  dear  Mr.  Morton,  where 
they  can  sue  out  their  Habeas  Corpus." 

"  But  I  cannot  see  that  this  youth's  guilt  is  at  all  estab- 
lished to  my  satisfaction,"  said  the  clergyman. 

"  Because  your  good-nature  blinds  your  good  sense, "  replied 
Major  Melville.  "Observe  now:  This  young  man,  descended 
of  a  family  of  hereditary  Jacobites,  his  uncle  the  leader  of  the 

Tory  interest  in  the  county  of  ■ ,  his  father  a  disobliged 

and  discontented  courtier,  his  tutor  a  nonjuror  and  the  author 
of  two  treasonable  volumes — this  youth,  I  say,  entei"s  into 
Gardiner's  dragoons,  bringing  with  him  a  body  of  young  fel- 
lows from  his  uncle's  estate,  who  have  not  stickled  at  avowing 
in  their  way  the  High-Church  principles  they  learned  at  Wa- 
verley-Honour,  in  their  disputes  with  their  comrades.  To 
these  young  men  Waverley  is  unusually  attentive ;  they  are 
supplied  with  money  beyond  a  soldier's  wants  and  uiconsist- 
ent  with  his  discipline ;  and  are  under  the  management  of  a 
favourite  sergeant,  through  whom  they  hold  an  unusually  close 
communication,  with  their  captain,  and  affect  to  consider  them- 


WAVERLEY.  261 

lelves  as  independent  of  the  other  officers,  and  superior  to  their 
comrades." 

"All  this,  my  dear  Major,  is  the  natural  consequence  of 
their  attachment  to  their  young  landlord,  and  of  their  finding 
themselves  in  a  regiment  levied  chiefly  in  the  north  of  Ire- 
land and  the  west  of  Scotland,  and  of  course  among  comrades 
disposed  t<j  quarrel  with  them,  l)t)th  as  Englishmen  and  as 
members  of  the  Church  of  England." 

"Well  said,  parson!"  replied  the  magistrate.  "I  would 
gome  of  your  synod  heard  you.  But  let  me  go  on.  This 
youug  man  obtains  leave  of  absence,  goes  to  Tully-Yeolan — the 
principles  of  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine  are  pretty  well  known, 
not  to  mention  that  this  lad's  uncle  brought  him  off  in  the 
year  fifteen ;  he  engages  there  in  a  brawl,  in  which  he  is  said 
to  have  disgraced  the  commission  he  bore ;  Colonel  Gardiner 
writes  to  him,  first  mildly,  then  more  sharply — I  think  you 
vill  not  doubt  his  having  done  so,  since  he  says  so;  the  mess 
invite  him  to  explain  the  quaircl  in  which  he  is  said  to  liave 
been  uivolved;  he  neither  replies  to  his  commander  nor  his 
comrades.  In  the  mean  while  his  soldiers  become  mutinous 
and  disorderly,  and  at  length,  when  the  rumour  of  this  uu- 
hap])y  rebellion  becomes  general,  his  favourite  Sergeant  Ilougli- 
ton  and  another  fellow  are  detected  in  correspondence  witli  a 
French  emissary,  accredited,  as  he  says,  by  Captain  "W'aver- 
ley,  who  urges  him,  according  to  the  men's  confession,  to  de- 
Bert  with  the  trcHjj)  and  join  tlieir  captain,  who  was  with  Brince 
Charles,  In  tlie  uw.in  wliile  tliis  trusty  ca])tain  is,  by  liis  own 
admission,  residing  at  (Ik'iuuuiuoieh  Avitli  tlie  most  active,  sul)- 
tle,  and  desperate  Jacobite  in  Scotland;  he  goes  witli  him  at 
ka.st  as  far  a.s  their  famous  hunting  rendezvous,  and  I  fear  a 
little  farther.  Meanwliilo  two  oilier  summonsps  are  sent  liim; 
one  warning  him  of  tlie  disturbances  in  liis  trooj),  another 
peremi*torily  ordering  liim  to  rejKiir  to  tlie  regiment,  which, 
indeed,  common  sense  might  have  dictated,  when  lie  oliserved 
lebellion  thickening  all  round  liiiu.  I[e  returns  an  absolute 
refusal,  and  throws  up  liis  commission." 

"He  had  been  already  dejirived  of  it,"  said  Mr.  Morton. 

"  But  he  regrets, "  replied  Melville,  "  that  the  meaauro  had 


262  WAVERLET  NOVELS. 

anticipated  his  resignation.  His  baggage  is  seized  at  his 
quarters  and  at  Tiilly-Veolan,  and  is  foiuid  to  contain  a  stock 
of  pestilent  Jacobitical  pamphlets,  enough  to  poison  a  whole 
country,  besides  the  imprinted  lucubrations  of  his  worthy 
friend  and  tutor  Mr.  Pembroke." 

"  He  says  he  never  read  them, "  answered  the  minister. 

"In  an  ordinary  case  I  should  believe  him,"  replied  the 
magistrate,  "  for  they  are  as  stupid  and  pedantic  in  composi- 
tion as  mischievous  in  their  tenets.  But  can  you  suppose 
anything  but  value  for  the  principles  they  maintain  woidd 
induce  a  young  man  of  his  age  to  lug  such  trash  about  with 
him?  Then,  when  news  arrive  of  the  approach  of  the  rebels, 
he  sets  out  in  a  sort  of  disguise,  refusing  to  tell  his  name; 
and,  if  yon  old  fanatic  tell  truth,  attended  by  a  very  suspicious 
character,  and  mounted  on  a  horse  known  to  have  belonged  to 
Glennaquoich,  and  bearing  on  his  person  letters  from  his  fam- 
ily expressing  high  rancour  against  the  house  of  Brunswick, 
and  a  copy  of  verses  in  praise  of  one  Wogan,  who  abjured  the 
service  of  the  Parliament  to  join  the  Highland  insurgents, 
when  in  arms  to  restore  the  house  of  Stuart,  with  a  body  of 
English  cavalry — the  very  counterpart  of  his  own  plot — and 
summed  up  with  a  'Go  thou  and  do  likewise'  from  that  loyal 
subject  and  most  safe  and  peaceable  character,  Fergus  Mac- 
Ivor  of  Glenuaquoich,  Vich  Ian  Vohr,  and  so  forth.  And, 
lastly,"  continued  Major  Melville,  warming  in  the  detail  of 
his  arguments,  "  where  do  we  find  this  second  edition  of  Cav- 
alier Wogan  ?  Why,  truly,  in  the  very  track  most  proper  for 
execution  of  his  design,  and  pistolling  the  first  of  the  king's 
subjects  who  ventures  to  question  his  intentions." 

Mr.  Morton  prudently  abstained  from  argument,  which  he 
perceived  would  only  harden  the  magistrate  in  his  opinion, 
and  merely  asked  how  he  intended  to  dispose  of  the  prisoner? 

"  It  is  a  question  of  some  difficulty,  considering  the  state  of 
the  country,"  said  Major  MelviUe. 

"Could  you  not  detain  him  (being  such  a  gentlemanlike 
young  man)  here  in  your  own  house,  out  of  harm's  way,  till 
this  storm  blow  over?" 

"  My  good  friend, "  said  Major  Melville,  "  neither  your  house 


WAVERLET.  263 

nor  mine  -will  be  long  out  of  harm's  "way,  even  were  it  legal  to 
coniine  him  here.  I  have  just  learned  that  the  commander- 
in-chief,  who  marched  into  the  Highlands  to  seek  out  and  dis- 
perse the  insurgents,  has  decliaed  giving  them  battle  at  Corry- 
arrick,  and  marched  on  northward  with  all  the  disposable  force 
of  government  to  Inverness,  John-o' -Groat's  House,  or  the 
devil,  for  what  I  know,  leaving  the  road  to  the  Low  Country 
open  and  undefended  to  the  Highland  army." 

"  Good  God!"  said  the  clergyman.  "  Is  the  man  a  coward, 
a  traitor,  or  an  idiot?" 

"  None  of  the  three,  I  believe, "  answered  MelviUe.  "  Sir 
John  has  the  commonplace  coui'age  of  a  common  soldier,  is 
honest  enough,  does  what  he  is  commanded,  and  understands 
what  is  told  him,  but  is  as  lit  to  act  for  himself  in  circum- 
stances of  importance  as  I,  my  dear  parson,  to  occupy  your 
pulpit." 

This  important  public  intelligence  naturally  diverted  the 
discourse  from  Waverley  for  some  time ;  at  length,  however, 
the  subject  was  resumed. 

"  I  believe, "  said  Major  Melville,  "  that  I  must  give  this 
young  man  in  charge  to  some  of  the  detached  parties  of  armed 
volunteers  who  were  lately  sent  out  to  overawe  the  disaffected 
districts.  Tliey  ar(3  now  recalled  towards  Stirling,  and  a  small 
body  comes  this  way  to-morrow  or  next  day,  commanded  by 
the  westland  man — what's  his  name?  You  saw  him,  and  said 
he  was  the  very  model  of  one  of  Cromwell's  military  saints." 

"Gilfillan,  the  Cameronian,"  answered  Mr.  Morton.  "I 
wish  the  young  gentleman  may  be  safe  with  him.  Strange 
things  are  done  in  the  heat  and  huri'y  of  minds  in  so  agi- 
tating a  crisis,  and  I  fcnv  (Jillillan  is  of  a  sect  which  has 
BufTered  persecution  without  learning  mercy." 

"He  ha,s  only  to  lodge  IMr.  Waverley  in  Stirling  Ca-stle," 
said  the  Major;  "  I  will  give  Btrict  injunctions  to  treat  him 
well.  I  really  cannot  dt-viso  any  better  modo  for  securing 
him,  and  I  fan(;y  you  would  hardly  advise  mo  to  encounter 
the  responsibility  of  setting  him  at  liberty." 

"  But  you  will  have  no  objection  to  my  seeing  him  to-mor- 
row in  private?"  said  the  minister. 

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264  WAVERLET  NOVELS. 

*'  None,  certainly ;  your  loyalty  and  character  are  my  war- 
rant.    But  with  what  view  do  you  make  the  request?" 

"  Simply, "  replied  Mr.  Morton,  "  to  make  the  experiment 
whether  he  may  not  be  brought  to  communicate  to  me  some 
circumatances  which  may  hereafter  be  useful  to  alleviate,  it 
not  to  exculpate,  his  conduct." 

The  friends  now  parted  and  retired  to  rest,  each  filled  with 
the  most  anxious  reflections  on  the  state  of  the  country. 


CHAPTER    XXXIII. 

A   CONFIDANT. 

Waverley  awoke  in  the  morning  from  troubled  dreams  and 
unrefreshiug  slumbers  to  a  full  consciousness  of  the  horrors  of 
his  situation.  How  it  might  terminate  he  knew  not.  He 
might  be  delivered  up  to  military  law,  which,  in  the  midst  of 
civil  war,  was  not  likely  to  be  scrupulous  in  the  choice  of  its 
victims  or  the  quality  of  the  evidence.  Nor  did  he  feel  much 
more  comfortable  at  the  thoughts  of  a  trial  before  a  Scottish 
court  of  justice,  where  he  knew  the  laws  and  forms  differed 
in  many  respects  from  those  of  England,  and  had  been  taught 
to  believe,  however  erroneously,  that  the  liberty  and  rights  of 
the  subject  were  less  carefully  protected.  A  sentiment  of  bit- 
terness rose  in  his  mind  against  the  government,  which  he  con- 
sidered as  the  cause  of  his  embarrassment  and  peril,  and  he 
cursed  internally  his  scrupulous  rejection  of  Mac-Ivor's  invita- 
tion to  accompany  him  to  the  field. 

"Why  did  not  I,"  he  said  to  himself,  "like  other  men  of 
honour,  take  the  earliest  opportunity  to  welcome  to  Britain 
the  descendant  of  her  ancient  kings  and  lineal  heir  of  her 
throne?     Why  did  not  I — 

Unthread  the  rude  eye  of  rebellion, 

And  welcome  home  again  discarded  faith, 

Seek  out  Prince  Charles,  and  fall  before  his  feet  ? 

All  that  has  been  recorded  of  excellence  and  worth  in  the 


WAVERLKY.  265 

house  of  Waverley  has  been  fomided  upon  their  loyal  faith  to 
the  house  of  Stuart.  From  the  interpretation  which  this 
Scotch  magistrate  has  put  upon  the  letters  of  my  uncle  and 
father,  it  is  plam  that  I  ought  to  have  understood  them  as 
marshalling  me  to  the  course  of  my  ancestors  j  and  it  has  been 
my  gross  dulness,  joined  to  the  obscurity  of  expression  which 
they  adopted  for  the  sake  of  security,  that  has  confomided  my 
judgment.  Had  I  yielded  to  the  first  generous  impulse  of  in- 
dignation when  I  learned  that  my  honour  was  practised  upon, 
how  different  had  been  my  present  situation !  I  had  then  been 
free  and  in  arms  fighting,  like  my  forefathers,  for  love,  for 
loyalty,  and  for  fame.  And  now  I  am  here,  netted  and  in  the 
toils,  at  the  disposal  of  a  6us])icious,  stern,  and  cold-hearted 
man,  perhaps  to  be  turned  over  to  the  solitude  of  a  dungeon 
or  the  infamy  of  a  public  execution.  0  Fergus !  how  true 
has  your  prophecy  proved ;  and  how  speedy,  how  very  speedy, 
has  been  its  accomplishment!" 

While  Edward  was  ruminating  on  these  painful  subjects  of 
contemplation,  and  very  naturally,  though  not  (piite  so  justly, 
bestowing  upon  the  reigning  dynasty  that  blame  whicli  was 
due  to  chance,  or,  in  pai-t  at  least,  to  his  own  unreflecting  con- 
duct, Mr.  Morton  availed  himseK  of  Major  Melville's  permission 
to  pay  him  an  early  visit. 

Waverley's  first  imi)ulse  was  to  intimate  a  desire  that  he 
might  not  l>e  disturbed  with  questions  or  conversation;  but 
he  suppressed  it  upon  observing  the  benevolent  and  reverend 
appearance  of  the  clergyman  who  had  rescued  him  from  the 
immediate  violence  of  the  villagera. 

"  I  helievo,  sir,"  said  the  unfortunato  young  man,  "that  in 
any  other  circumstances  1  should  havo  had  as  much  gratitude 
to  express  to  you  as  tlio  safcAty  of  my  life  may  be  worth ;  but 
Bur-h  is  the  present  tumult  of  my  mind,  and  such  is  my  antici- 
pation of  what  I  am  yet  likely  to  endure,  that  1  can  liardly 
offer  you  thanks  for  your  intcrpositifin." 

Mr.  Morton  rnj)lie(i,  that,  far  from  making  any  claim  uj^on 
his  good  opinion,  his  only  wish  and  the  sole  ])urpose  of  his 
visit  was  to  find  out  the  means  of  deserving  it.  **  My  excel- 
lent friend,  Major  Melville,"  he  continued,  "has  feelings  and 


266  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

duties  as  a  soldier  and  public  functionary  by  whicli  I  am  not 
fettered  J  nor  caa  I  always  coincide  in  opinions  which  he 
forms,  perhaps  with  too  little  allowance  for  the  imperfections 
of  human  nature."  He  paused  and  then  proceeded:  "I  do 
not  intrude  myself  on  your  confidence,  Mr.  Waverley,  for  the 
purpose  of  learning  any  circumstances  the  knowledge  of  which 
can  be  prejudicial  either  to  yourself  or  to  others;  but  I  own 
my  earnest  wish  is  that  you  would  intrust  me  with  any  par- 
ticulars which  could  lead  to  your  exculpation.  I  can  solemnly 
assure  you  they  will  be  deposited  with  a  faithful  and,  to  the 
extent  of  his  limited  powers,  a  zealous  agent." 

"  You  are,  sir,  I  presume,  a  Presbyterian  clergyman?"  Mr. 
Morton  bowed.  "  Were  I  to  be  guided  by  the  prepossessions 
of  education,  I  might  distrust  your  friendly  professions  in  my 
case ;  but  I  have  observed  that  similar  prejudices  are  nourished 
in  this  country  against  your  professional  brethren  of  the  Epis- 
copal persuasion,  and  I  am  willing  to  believe  them  equally 
unfounded  in  both  cases." 

"  Evil  to  him  that  thinks  otherwise, "  said  Mr.  Morton ;  *'  or 
who  holds  church  government  and  ceremonies  as  the  exclusive 
gage  of  Christian  faith  or  moral  virtue." 

"  But, "  continued  Waverley,  "  I  cannot  perceive  why  I 
should  trouble  you  with  a  detail  of  particulars  out  of  which, 
after  revolving  them  as  carefully  as  possible  in  my  recollection, 
I  find  myself  unable  to  explain  much  of  what  is  charged 
against  me.  I  know,  indeed,  that  I  am  innocent,  but  I  hardly 
see  how  I  can  hope  to  prove  myself  so." 

"  It  is  for  that  very  reason,  Mr.  Waverley,"  said  the  clergy- 
man, "  that  I  venture  to  solicit  your  confidence.  My  knowl- 
edge of  individuals  in  this  country  is  pretty  general,  and  caa 
upon  occasion  be  extended.  Your  situation  will,  I  fear,  pre 
elude  your  taking  those  active  steps  for  recovering  intelligence 
or  tracing  imposture  which  I  would  willingly  undertake  in 
your  behalf;  and  if  you  are  not  benefited  by  my  exertions,  at 
least  they  cannot  be  prejudicial  to  you." 

Waverley,  after  a  few  minutes'  reflection,  was  convinced 
that  his  reposing  confidence  in  Mr.  Morton,  so  far  as  he  him- 
self waa  concerned,  could  hurt  neither  Mr.  Bradwardine  nor 


WAVERLEY.  267 

Fergus  IVIac-Ivor,  both  of  whom  had  openly  assamed  anna 
against  the  government,  and  that  it  might  possibly,  if  the 
professions  of  his  new  friend  corresponded  in  sincerity  with 
the  eai'nestness  of  his  expression,  be  of  some  service  to  him- 
self. He  therefore  ran  briefly  over  most  cf  the  events  with 
which  the  reader  is  already  acquainted,  suppressing  his  at- 
tachment to  Flora,  and  indeed  neither  mentioning  her  nor 
Rose  Bradwardine  in  ohe  course  of  his  narrative. 

Mr.  Morton  seemed  particularly  struck  with  the  account  of 
Waverley's  visit  to  Donald  Beau  Lean.  "  I  am  glad,"  he  said, 
"you  did  not  mention  this  circumstance  to  the  Major.  It  is 
capable  of  great  misconstruction  on  the  part  of  those  who  do 
not  consider  the  power  of  curiosity  and  the  influence  of  ro- 
mance as  motives  of  youthful  conduct.  When  I  was  a  young 
man  like  you,  Mr.  Waverley,  auy  such  hairbrained  expedition 
(I  ])eg  your  pardon  for  the  expression)  would  have  had  inex- 
pressible charms  for  me.  But  there  are  men  in  the  world  who 
will  not  believe  that  danger  and  fatigue  are  often  incurred 
without  any  very  adequate  cause,  and  therefore  who  are  some- 
times led  to  assign  motives  of  action  entirely  foreign  to  the 
truth.  This  man  Jioan  Lean  is  renowned  through  the  country 
as  a  Bort  of  K<jbin  Hood,  and  the  stories  which  are  told  of 
his  address  and  enterprise  are  the  common  tales  of  the  winter 
fireside.  Ho  certaiidy  jKj.ssesses  talents  beyond  the  rude  sjdiere 
in  which  ho  moves;  and,  l»eing  neither  destitute  of  ambition 
nor  encumbered  with  scruples,  he  will  probably  attempt,  by 
every  means,  to  distinguish  himself  during  the  ])eriod  of  these 
•unhappy  commotions."  Mr.  Morton  then  made  a  careful  ukmu- 
oraixluni  of  the  various  particulars  of  Waverley's  interview 
with  J)oiuild  Bean  and  the  other  circumstances  which  he  had 
communicated. 

The  interest  which  this  good  man  Bcemed  to  take  in  his 
misffjrtiiiiHs,  al)Ovo  all,  the  full  conlidenco  lie  apjteared  to  re- 
pose in  his  innocence,  haxl  tho  natural  effect  of  softening  Ed- 
ward's heart,  whom  the  coldness  of  Major  Melville  had  taught 
to  believe  that  the  world  was  leagued  to  oppress  him.  He 
shook  Mr.  Mort/)n  warmly  by  the  hand,  and,  assuring  him 
that  his  kindness  and  symjjathy  had  relieved  his  mind  of  a 


268  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

hea\'y  load,  told  him  that,  whatever  might  be  his  owii  fate, 
he  belonged  to  a  family  who  had  both  gratitude  and  the  power 
of  displaying  it.  The  earnestness  of  his  thanks  called  drops 
to  the  eyes  of  the  worthy  clergyman,  who  was  doubly  inter- 
ested in  the  cause  for  which  he  had  volunteered  his  services, 
by  observing  the  genuine  and  undissembled  feelings  of  his 
young  friend. 

Edward  now  inquired  if  Mr.  Morton  knew  what  was  likely 
to  be  his  destination. 

"  Stilling  Castle,"  replied  his  friead;  *'  and  so  far  I  am  well 
pleased  for  your  sake,  for  the  governor  is  a  man  of  honour  and 
humanity.  But  I  am  more  doubtful  of  your  treatment  upoa 
the  road;  Major  Melville  is  involuntarily  obliged  to  intrust 
the  custody  of  your  person  to  another." 

"  I  am  glad  of  it, "  answered  Waverley.  "  I  detest  that 
cold-blooded  calculating  Scotch  magistrate.  I  hope  he  and 
I  shall  never  meet  more.  He  had  neither  sympathy  with  my 
innocence  nor  with  my  wretchedness ;  and  the  petrifying  ac- 
curacy with  which  he  attended  to  every  form  of  civility,  while 
he  tortured  me  by  his  questions,  his  suspicious,  and  his  infer- 
ences, was  as  tormenting  as  the  racks  of  the  Inquisition.  Do 
not  vindicate  him,  my  dear  sir,  for  that  I  cannot  bear  with 
patience;  tell  me  rather  who  is  to  have  the  charge  of  so 
important  a  state  prisoner  as  I  am." 

*'  I  believe  a  person  called  Giltillan,  one  of  the  sect  who  are 
termed  Cameronians." 

"  I  never  heard  of  them  before. " 

"  They  claim, "  said  the  clergyman,  "  to  represent  the  more 
strict  and  severe  Presbyterians,  who,  in  Charles  Second's  and 
James  Second's  days,  refused  to  profit  by  the  Toleration,  or 
Indulgence,  as  it  was  called,  which  was  extended  to  others  of 
that  religion.  They  held  conventicles  in  the  open  fields,  and, 
being  treated  with  great  violence  and  cruelty  by  the  Scottish 
government,  more  than  once  took  arras  during  those  reigns. 
They  take  their  name  from  their  leader,  Richard  Cameron." 

"  I  recollect, "  said  Waverley ;  "  but  did  not  the  triumph  of 
Presbytery  at  the  Revolution  extinguish  that  sect?" 

"By  no  means,"  replied  Morton j  "that  great  event  fell  yet 


WAVERLEY.  269 

fax  short  of  what  they  proposed,  which  was  nothing  less  thau 
the  complete  establishmeut  of  the  Presbyterian  Church  upon  the 
grounds  of  the  old  Solemn  League  and  Covenant.  Indeed,  I 
believe  they  scarce  knew  what  they  wanted;  but  being  a  nu- 
merous body  of  men,  and  not  unacquainted  with  the  use  of 
arms,  they  kept  themselves  together  as  a  separate  party  in  the 
state,  and  at  the  time  of  the  Union  had  nearly  formed  a  most 
unnatural  league  with  their  old  enemies  the  Jacobites  to  op- 
pose that  important  national  measure.  Since  that  time  their 
numbers  have  gradually  diminished ;  but  a  good  many  are  still 
to  be  found  in  the  western  counties,  and  several,  with  a  bet- 
ter temper  than  in  1707,  have  now  taken  arms  for  government. 
This  person,  whom  they  call  Gifted  Giltillan,  has  been  long  a 
leader  among  them,  and  now  heads  a  small  party,  which  will 
pass  here  to-day  or  to-morrow  on  their  march  towards  Stir- 
ling, under  whose  escort  Major  Melville  proposes  you  shall 
travel.  I  would  willingly  speak  to  Gilfillau  in  your  behalf; 
but,  having  deei)ly  imbibed  all  the  prejudices  of  his  sect,  and 
being  of  the  same  fierce  disposition,  he  would  pay  little  regard 
to  the  remonstrances  of  an  Erastian  divuie,  as  he  would  po- 
litely term  me.  And  now,  farewell,  my  young  friend;  for 
the  present  I  must  not  weary  out  the  Major's  indulgence,  tliab 
I  may  obtain  his  permission  to  visit  you  again  in  the  course 
of  the  day." 


CHAPTER  XXXIV. 

THTNOS    MKNO    A    l.TTTTK. 

AnorT  nonn  Mr.  Morton  returned  and  brought  an  invitation 
from  Major  Melville  tliat  Mr.  Waverley  would  hono\n-  liini 
witli  his  company  to  dinner,  notwithstanding  the  iuii)leaHant 
affair  which  detaiue<l  him  at  Cairnvrec.kan,  from  which  lio 
ehould  heartily  rejoice  to  see  Mr.  Waverley  comjjletely  extri- 
cated. The  truth  was  that  Mr.  Morton's  favourable  report 
and  opinion  had  somewhat  staggered  tlie  precoiioejjtionH  of  the 
old  soldier  couceming  Edward's  supiwsed  accession  to  the  mu- 


270  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

tiny  in  the  regiment ;  and  in  the  unfortunate  state  of  the  cotm- 
try  the  mere  suspicion  of  disaffection  or  an  inclination  to  join 
the  insurgent  Jacobites  might  infer  criminality  indeed,  but 
certainly  not  dishonour.  Besides,  a  person  whom  the  Major 
trusted  had  reported  to  him  (though,  as  it  proved,  inaccurately) 
a  contradiction  of  the  agitating  news  of  the  preceding  evening. 
According  to  this  second  edition  of  the  intelligence,  the  High- 
landers had  withdrawn  from  the  Lowland  frontier  with  the 
purpose  of  following  the  army  in  their  march  to  Inverness. 
The  Major  was  at  a  loss,  indeed,  to  reconcile  his  information 
with  the  well-known  abilities  of  some  of  the  gentlemen  in  the 
Highland  army,  yet  it  was  the  course  which  was  likely  to  be 
most  agreeable  to  others.  He  remembered  the  same  policy 
tad  detained  them  in  the  north  in  the  year  1715,  and  he  an- 
ticipated a  similar  termination  to  the  insurrection  as  upon  that 
occasion. 

This  news  put  him  in  such  good-humour  that  he  readily 
acquiesced  in  Mr.  Morton's  proposal  to  pay  some  hospitable 
attention  to  his  unfortunate  guest,  and  voluntarily  added,  he 
hoped  the  whole  aif air  would  prove  a  youthful  escapade,  which 
might  be  easily  atoned  by  a  short  confinement.  The  kind 
mediator  had  some  trouble  to  prevail  on  his  young  friend  to 
accept  the  invitation.  He  dared  not  urge  to  him  the  real 
motive,  which  was  a  good-natured  wish  to  secure  a  favourable 
report  of  "Waverley's  case  from  Major  Melville  to  Governor 
Blakeney.  He  remarked,  from  the  flashes  of  our  hero's  spirit, 
that  touching  upon  this  topic  would  be  sure  to  defeat  his  pur- 
pose. He  therefore  pleaded  that  the  invitation  argued  the 
Major's  disbelief  of  any  part  of  the  accusation  which  was  in- 
consistent with  Waverley's  conduct  as  a  soldier  and  man  of 
honour,  and  that  to  decline  his  courtesy  might  be  interpreted 
into  a  consciousness  that  it  was  unmerited.  In  short,  he  bo 
far  satisfied  Edward  that  the  manly  and  proper  course  waa 
to  meet  the  Major  on  easy  terms  that,  suppressing  his  strong 
dislike  again  to  encounter  his  cold  and  punctilious  civility,  Wa- 
verley  agreed  to  be  guided  by  his  new  friend. 

The  meeting  at  first  was  stiif  and  formal  enough.  But  Ed- 
ward, having  accepted  the  invitation,  and  his  mind  being  really 


WAVERLEY.  271 

soothed  and  relieved  by  the  kiudiiess  of  Morton,  held  himself 
bound  to  behave  with  ease,  though  he  could  not  affect  cordial- 
ity. The  Major  was  somewhat  of  a  bon  vivant,  and  his  wine 
was  excellent.  He  told  his  old  campaign  stories,  and  displayed 
much  knowledge  of  men  and  manners.  Mr.  Morton  had  aji 
internal  fund  of  placid  and  quiet  gaiety,  which  seldom  failed 
to  enliven  any  small  party  in  which  he  found  himself  pleas- 
antly seated.  Waverley,  whose  life  was  a  dream,  gave  ready 
way  to  the  predominating  impulse  and  became  the  most  lively 
of  the  party.  He  had  at  all  times  remarkable  natural  powers 
of  conversation,  though  easily  silenced  by  discouragement.  Oa 
the  present  occasion  he  piqued  himself  upon  leaving  on  the 
minds  of  his  companions  a  favourable  impression  of  one  who, 
under  such  disastrous  circumstances,  could  sustain  his  mis- 
fortunes with  ease  and  gaiety.  His  spirits,  though  not  un- 
yielding, were  abundantly  elastic,  and  soon  seconded  his  efforts. 
The  trio  were  engaged  in  very  lively  discourse,  apparently  de- 
lighted with  each  other,  and  the  kind  host  was  pressing  a  third 
bottle  of  Burgundy,  wlien  the  sound  of  a  drum  was  heard  at 
soniG  distance.  The  Major,  who,  in  the  glee  of  an  old  soldier, 
had  forgot  the  duties  of  a  magistrate,  cursed,  with  a  muttered 
military  oath,  the  circumstances  which  recalled  him  to  his 
official  functions.  He  rose  and  went  towards  the  window, 
which  commanded  a  very  near  view  of  the  highroad,  and  he 
was  followed  by  his  guests. 

The  drum  advanced,  beating  no  measured  martial  tune,  but 
a  kind  of  rub-a-dub-dul),  like  that  which  the  fire-drum  startles 
the  Hluml>ering  artizans  of  a  Scotch  burgh.  It  is  the  object 
of  this  history  to  do  justice  to  all  men;  1  must  therefore  re- 
cord, in  justice  to  the  drummer,  that  ho  protested  he  ctmld 
beat  any  known  march  or  point  of  war  known  in  the  liritish 
army,  and  liad  accordingly  commenced  with  "Dumbarton's 
Drums,"  when  he  was  silenced  by  fJifted  (Jilfillaii,  the  com- 
mander of  the  i)arty,  who  refused  to  permit  his  followers  to 
move  to  this  jirofane,  and  even,  as  he  said,  persecutive  tune, 
and  commanded  the  drummer  to  beat  the  1  H>th  I'salm.  As 
this  wjus  l)eyoiid  the  capacity  of  the  drubber  of  8hee])skin,  he 
was  faiu  to  have  recourse  to  the  inoffensive  row-dow-dow  as  a 


272  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

harmless  substitute  for  the  sacred  music  which  his  instrument 
or  skill  were  imable  to  achieve.  This  may  be  held  a  trihing 
anecdote,  but  the  drummer  in  question  was  no  less  than  town- 
drummer  of  Anderton.  I  remember  his  successor  in  office,  a 
member  of  that  enlightened  body,  the  British  Convention,  Be 
his  memory,  therefore,  treated  with  due  respect. 


CHAPTER   XXXV. 

A    VOLUNTEER    SIXTY    YEARS    SINCE. 

On  hearing  the  im welcome  sound  of  the  drum,  Major  Mel- 
ville hastily  opened  a  sashed  door  and  stepped  out  upon  a  sort 
of  terrace  which  divided  his  house  from  the  highroad  from 
which  the  martial  music  proceeded.  Waverley  and  his  new 
friend  followed  him,  though  probably  he  would  have  dispensed 
with  their  attendance.  They  soon  recognised  in  solemn  march, 
first,  the  performer  upon  the  drum ;  secondly,  a  large  flag  of 
four  compartments,  on  which  were  inscribed  the  words,  Cov- 
enant, Kirk,  King,  Kingdoms.  The  person  who  was  hon- 
oured with  this  charge  was  followed  by  the  commander  of  the 
party,  a  thin,  dark,  rigid-looking-man,  about  sixty  years  old. 
The  spiritual  pride,  which  in  mine  host  of  the  Candlestick 
mantled  in  a  sort  of  supercilious  hypocrisy,  was  in  this  man's 
face  elevated  and  yet  darkened  by  genuine  and  undoubting 
fanaticism.  It  was  impossible  to  behold  him  without  imagi- 
nation placing  him  in  some  strange  crisis,  where  religious  zeal 
was  the  ruling  principle.  A  martyr  at  the  stake,  a  soldier  in 
the  field,  a  lonely  and  banished  wanderer  consoled  by  the  in- 
tensity and  supposed  purity  of  his  faith  under  every  earthly 
privation,  perhaps  a  p^secuting  inquisitor,  as  terrific  in  power 
as  unyielding  in  adversity;  any  of  these  seemed  congenial  char- 
acters to  this  personage.  With  these  high  traits  of  energy, 
there  was  something  in  the  affected  precision  and  solemnity 
of  his  deportment  and  discourse  that  bordered  upon  the  ludi- 
crous ;  80  that,  according  to  the  mood  of  the  spectator's  mind 
and  the  light  under  which  Mr.  Gilfillan  presented  himself,  one 


WAVERLEY.  273 

might  have  feared,  admired,  or  laughed  at  kim.  His  di-ess 
was  that  of  a  west-country  peasant,  of  better  materials  indeed 
than  that  of  the  lower  rank,  but  in  no  respect  affecting  either 
the  mode  of  the  age  or  of  the  Scottish  gentry  at  any  period. 
His  arms  were  a  broadsword  and  pistols,  which,  from  the 
antiquity  of  their  appearance,  might  have  seen  the  rout  of 
Pentlaud  or  Bothwell  Brigg. 

As  he  came  up  a  few  steps  to  meet  Major  Mehdlle,  and 
touched  solemnly,  but  slightly,  his  huge  and  overbrimmed 
blue  bonnet,  in  answer  to  the  Major,  who  had  courteously 
raised  a  small  triangular  gold-laced  hat,  Waverley  was  irre- 
sistibly iiupressed  with  the  idea  that  he  beheld  a  leader  of 
the  Roundheads  of  yore  in  conference  with  one  of  Marlbor- 
ough's captains. 

The  group  of  about  thirty  armed  men  who  followed  this 
gifted  commander  was  of  a  motley  description.  They  were  in 
ordinary  Lowland  dresses,  of  different  colours,  which,  con- 
trasted with  the  arms  they  bore,  gave  them  an  irregular  and 
mobbish  appearance ;  so  much  is  the  eye  accustomed  to  con- 
nect uniformity  of  dress  with  the  military  character.  In  front 
were  a  few  who  apparently  partook  of  their  leader's  enthusi- 
asm, men  obviously  to  be  feared  in  a  combat,  where  their 
natural  courage  was  exalted  l)y  religious  zeal.  Others  i)uffed 
and  strutted,  filled  witli  the  importance  of  carrying  arms  and 
all  the  novelty  of  their  situation,  while  the  rest,  apparently 
fatigued  with  their  march,  dragged  their  limbs  listlessly 
along,  or  straggled  from  their  companions  to  procure  such 
refrfshments  as  the  neighlx)uring  cottages  and  alehouses  af- 
forded. Six  grenadiers  of  Ligojiier's,  thouglit  the  Major  to 
himself,  as  his  mind  reverted  to  his  own  military  experience, 
would  have  sent  all  these  fellows  to  the  right  alx)ut. 

Greeting,  however,  Mr.  dilfillan  civilly,  ho  requested  to 
know  if  he  had  received  tliu  letter  he  had  sent  to  him  u])on 
his  march,  and  could  \in(l(Mt.ake  the  charge  of  the  state  pris- 
oner whom  he  there  mentioned  as  far  as  Stirling  Castle. 
"Yea,"  was  the  concise  reply  of  the  Cameronian  leader,  in  a 
voice  whicl»  seemed  to  issue  from  the  very  jjenetralia  of  his 
person 


274  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"But  your  escort,  Mr.  Giltillan,  is  not  so  strong  as  I  ex- 
pected," said  Major  Melville. 

"  Some  of  the  people,"  replied  Gilfillan,  "  hungered  and  were 
athivst  by  the  way,  and  tarried  until  their  poor  souls  were 
refreshed  with  the  word." 

"I  am  sorry,  sir,"  replied  the  Major,  "you  did  not  trust  to 
your  refreshing  your  men  at  Cairn vreckan ;  whatever  my  house 
contains  is  at  the  command  of  persons  employed  in  the  ser- 
vice. " 

"  It  was  not  of  creature -comforts  I  spake, "  answered  the 
Covenanter,  regarding  Major  Melville  with  something  like  a 
smile  of  contempt ;  "  howbeit,  I  thank  you ;  but  the  people  re- 
mained waiting  upon  the  precious  Mr.  Jabesh  Rentowel  for 
the  out-pouring  of  the  afternoon  exhortation." 

"And  have  you,  sir,"  said  the  Major,  "when  the  rebels  are 
about  to  spread  themselves  through  this  country,  actually  left 
a  great  part  of  your  command  at  a  field-preaching?" 

Gilfillan  again  smiled  scornfully  as  he  made  this  indirect 
answer :  "  Even  thus  are  the  children  of  this  world  wiser  in 
their  generation  than  the  children  of  light ! " 

"However,  sir,"  said  the  Major,  " as  you  are  to  take  charge 
of  this  gentleman  to  Stirling,  and  deliver  him,  with  these  pa- 
pers, into  the  hands  of  Governor  Blakeney,  I  beseech  you  to 
observe  some  rules  of  military  discipline  upon  your  march. 
For  example,  I  would  advise  you  to  keep  your  men  more 
closely  together,  and  that  each  in  his  march  should  cover  his 
file-leader,  instead  of  straggling  like  geese  upon  a  common; 
and,  for  fear  of  surprise,  I  further  recommend  to  you  to  form 
a  small  advance-party  of  your  best  men,  with  a  single  vidette 
in  front  of  the  whole  march,  so  that  when  you  approach  a 
village  or  a  wood  " — (here  the  Major  interrupted  himself) — 
'*  But  as  I  don't  observe  you  listen  to  me,  Mr.  Gilfillan,  I  sup- 
pose I  need  not  give  myself  the  trouble  to  say  more  upon  the 
subject.  You  are  a  better  judge,  unquestionably,  than  I  am 
of  the  measures  to  be  pursued;  but  one  thing  I  would  have 
you  well  aware  of,  that  you  are  to  treat  this  gentleman,  your 
prisoner,  with  no  rigour  nor  incivility,  and  are  to  subject  him 
to  no  other  restraint  than  is  necessary  for  his  security." 


WAVERLEY.  276 

"I  have  looked  into  my  commission,"  said  Mr.  Gilfillan, 
"subscribed  by  a  worthy  and  professing  nobleman,  William, 
Earl  of  Glencairn ;  nor  do  I  iind  it  therein  set  do^vn  that  I 
am  to  receive  auy  charges  or  commands  anent  my  doings  from 
Major  William  Melville  of  Cairnvreckan. " 

Major  Melville  reddened  even  to  the  Tvell-powdered  ears 
which  appeared  beneath  his  neat  military  side-curls,  the  more 
so  as  he  observed  Mr.  Morton  smile  at  the  same  moment. 
"Mr.  Gilfillan,"  he  answered,  with  some  asperity,  ''I  beg  tea 
thousand  pardons  for  interfering  with  a  person  of  your  impor- 
tance. I  thought,  however,  that  as  you  have  been  bred  a 
grazier,  if  I  mistake  not,  there  might  be  occasion  to  remind 
you  of  the  difference  between  Highlanders  and  Highland  cat- 
tle; and  if  you  should  happen  to  meet  with  any  gentleman 
•who  has  seen  service,  and  is  disposed  to  speak  upon  the  sub- 
ject, I  should  still  imagine  that  listening  to  him  would  do  you 
no  sort  of  harm.  But  I  have  done,  and  have  only  once  more 
to  recommend  this  gentleman  to  your  civility  as  well  as  to 
your  custody.  Mr.  W'averley,  I  am  truly  sorry  we  should  part 
in  this  way ;  but  I  trust,  when  you  are  again  in  this  country, 
I  may  have  an  opportunity  to  render  Cairn vi-eckan  more  agree- 
able than  circumstances  have  permitted  on  this  occasion." 

So  saying,  lie  sliook  our  hero  by  the  hand.  Morton  also 
took  an  alTe(;tioiiato  farewell,  and  Waverley,  having  mounted 
his  liorse,  with  a  musketeer  leading  it  by  tlio  bridle  and  a  tile 
upon  eafjh  side  to  prevent  his  escape,  set  forward  upon  tlio 
march  with  Gilfillau  and  his  party.  Through  thci  little  vil- 
lage they  were  accompanied  with  the  shouts  of  the  children, 
who  cried  out,  "Rh!  nvAt  to  the  Sonthhuid  gentleman  that's 
gaun  U)  be  hanged  for  shooting  lang  John  Mucklowrath,  the 
smith  I" 


276  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

CHAPTER  XXXVI. 

AN    INCIDENT. 

The  dinner  hour  of  Scotland  Sixty  Years  since  was  two 
o'clock.  It  was  therefore  about  four  o'clock  of  a  delightful 
autumn  afternoon  that  Mr.  Gilfillan  commenced  his  march,  in 
hopes,  although  Stirling  was  eighteen  miles  distant,  he  might 
be  able,  by  becoming  a  borrower  of  the  night  for  an  hour  or 
two,  to  reach  it  that  evening.  He  therefore  put  forth  hia 
strength,  and  marched  stoutly  along  at  the  head  of  his  fol- 
lowers, eyeing  our  hero  from  time  to  time,  as  if  he  longed  to 
enter  into  controversy  with  him.  At  length,  unable  to  resist 
the  temptation,  he  slackened  his  pace  till  he  was  alongside  of 
his  prisoner's  horse,  and  after  marching  a  few  steps  iu  silence 
abreast  of  him,  he  suddenly  asked :  "  Can  ye  say  wha  the 
carle  was  wi'  the  black  coat  and  the  mousted  head,  that  was 
wi'  the  Laird  of  Cairn vreckan?" 

"  A  Presbyterian  clergyman, "  answered  Waverley. 

"Presbyterian!"  answered  Gilfillan  contemptuously;  "a 
wretched  Erastian,  or  rather  an  obscure  Prelatist,  a  favourer 
of  the  black  indulgence,  ane  of  thae  dumb  dogs  that  canna 
bark ;  they  tell  ower  a  clash  o'  terror  and  a  clatter  o'  comfort 
in  their  sermons,  without  ony  sense,  or  savour,  or  life.  Ye've 
been  fed  in  siccan  a  fauld,  belike?" 

"  No ;  I  am  of  the  Church  of  England, "  said  Waverley. 

"And  they're  just  neighbour-like,"  replied  the  Covenanter; 
"and  nae  wonder  they  gree  sae  weel.  Wha  wad  hae  thought 
the  goodly  structure  of  the  Kirk  of  Scotland,  built  up  by  our 
fathers  in  1G42,  wad  hae  been  defaced  by  carnal  ends  and  the 
corruptions  of  the  time ; — ay,  wha  wad  hae  thought  the  carved 
work  of  the  sanctuary  would  hae  been  sae  soon  cut  down!" 

To  this  lamentation,  which  one  or  two  of  the  assistants 
chorussed  with  a  deep  groan,  our  hero  thought  it  unnecessary 
to  make  any  reply.  Whereupon  Mr.  GUfillan,  resolving  that 
he  should  be  a  hearer  at  least,  if  not  a  disputant,  proceeded 
in  his  Jeremiade. 


WAVERLEY.  277 

"  And  now  is  it  "wonderful,  when,  for  lack  of  exercise  anent 
the  call  to  the  service  of  the  altar  and  the  duty  of  the  day, 
ministers  fall  into  sinful  compliances  with  patronage,  and  in- 
demnities, and  oaths,  and  bonds,  and  other  corruptions, — is 
it  wonderful,  I  say,  that  you,  sir,  and  other  sic-like  unhappy 
persons,  should  labour  to  build  up  your  auld  Babel  of  iniquity, 
as  in  the  bluidy  persecuting  saint-kiUing  times?  I  ti-ow,  gin 
ye  werena  blinded  wi'  the  graces  and  favours,  and  services  and 
enjoyments,  and  employments  and  inheritances,  of  this  wicked 
world,  1  could  prove  to  you,  by  the  Scripture,  in  what  a  filthy 
rag  ye  put  your  trust ;  and  that  your  surplices,  and  your  copes 
and  vestments,  are  but  cast-oif  garments  of  the  muckle  haiiot 
that  sitteth  upon  seven  hills  and  drinketh  of  the  cup  of  abom- 
ination. But,  I  trow,  ye  are  deaf  as  adders  upon  that  side  of 
the  head;  ay,  ye  are  deceived  with  her  enchantments,  and  ye 
traffic  with  her  merchandise,  and  ye  are  drunk  with  the  cup 
of  her  fornication!" 

}fow  much  longer  this  military  theologist  might  liave  con- 
tinued his  invective,  iu  which  he  spared  nobody  but  the  scat- 
tered remnant  of  hill-folk,  as  he  called  them,  is  absolutely 
uncertain.  His  matter  was  copious,  his  voice  powerful,  and 
his  memory  strong;  so  that  there  was  little  chance  of  his  end- 
ing his  exhortation  till  the  ]);irty  had  rea^'hed  Stirling,  had 
not  his  attention  l)een  attractful  by  a  pedlar  who  had  joined 
the  maroh  from  a  cross-road,  and  who  sighed  or  groaned  with 
great  regiilarity  at  all  fitting  ])au8es  of  his  homily. 

"And  what  may  ye  be,  friend?"  said  the  fiifted  (Jilfillan. 

"  A  j)uir  ]tefll;ir,  that's  lK)nnd  for  Stirling,  and  craves  the 
prot.pction  <>i  your  hf)noMr'H  j)arty  in  these  kiltln  times.  Ah! 
your  honour  h;LS  a  notal)lo  faculty  in  searching  and  explaining 
the  senret, — ay,  the  secret  and  obHcure  and  incomprehensible 
causes  of  the  backslidings  of  the  laud ;  ay,  your  honour  touches 
the  root  o'  the  matter." 

"  Friend,"  said  (lillillaii,  with  a  more  complacent  voice  than 
he  had  hithert/j  xised,  "honour  not  me.  1  do  not  go  out  to 
park-dikes  and  to  steadings  and  t/)  market-towns  to  have  herds 
and  cottars  and  burghers  pull  off  their  bonnets  to  mo  as  they 
do  to  Major  Melville  o'  Cairn vreckan,  and  ca'  me  laird  or  cap- 


278  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

tain  or  honour.  No;  my  sma'  means,  whilk  are  not  aboon 
twenty  thousand  merk,  have  had  the  blessing  of  increase,  but 
the  pride  of  my  heart  has  not  increased  with  them ;  nor  do  I 
delight  to  be  called  captain,  though  I  have  the  subscribed 
commission  of  that  gospel-searching  nobleman,  the  Earl  of 
Glencairn,  in  whilk  I  am  so  designated.  While  I  live  I  am 
and  will  be  called  Habakkuk  Gilfillan,  who  will  stand  up  for 
the  standards  of  doctrine  agreed  on  by  the  ance  famous  Kirk 
of  Scotland,  before  she  trafficked  with  the  accursed  Achan, 
while  he  has  a  plack  in  his  purse  or  a  di-ap  o'  bluid  in  his 
body." 

"  Ah,"  said  the  pedlar,  "  I  have  seen  your  land  about  Mauch- 
lin.  A  fertile  spot!  your  lines  have  fallen  in  pleasant  places! 
And  siccau  a  breed  o'  cattle  is  not  in  ony  laird's  land  in  Scot- 
land." 

'"Ye  say  right, — ye  say  right,  friend,"  retorted  GilfiUau 
eagerly,  for  he  was  not  inaccessible  to  flattery  upon  this  sub- 
ject,— "  ye  say  right;  they  are  the  real  Lancashire,  and  there's 
no  the  like  o'  them  even  at  the  mains  of  Kilmaurs" ;  and  he 
then  entered  into  a  discussion  of  their  excellences,  to  which 
our  readers  will  probably  be  as  indifferent  as  our  hero.  After 
this  excursion  the  leader  returned  to  his  theological  discussions, 
■wliile  the  pedlar,  less  profound  upon  those  mystic  points,  con- 
tented himself  with  groaning  and  expressing  his  edification  at 
suitable  intervals. 

"  What  a  blessing  it  would  be  to  the  puir  blinded  popish 
nations  among  whom  I  hae  sojourned,  to  have  siccan  a  light 
to  their  paths !  I  hae  been  as  far  as  Muscovia  in  my  sma' 
trading  way,  as  a  travelling  merchant;  and  I  hae  been  through 
France,  and  the  Low  Countries,  and  a'  Poland,  and  maist  feck 
o'  Germany,  and  oh!  it  would  grieve  your  honour's  soul  to  see 
the  murmuring  and  the  singing  and  massing  that's  in  the  kirk, 
and  the  piping  that's  in  the  quire,  and  the  heathenish  dancing 
and  dicing  upon  the  Sabbath!" 

This  set  Gilfillan  off  upon  the  Book  of  Sports  and  the 
Covenant,  and  the  Engagers,  and  the  Protesters,  and  the 
Whiggamore's  Raid,  and  the  Assembly  of  Divines  at  West- 
minster,   and  the   Longer   and   Shorter  Catechism,    and  the 


WAVERLEY.  279 

Excommunication  at  Torwood,  and  the  slaughter  of  Arch- 
bishop Sharp.  This  last  topic,  again,  led  him  into  the  law- 
fulness of  defensive  arms,  on  which  subject  he  uttered  much 
more  sense  than  could  have  been  expected  from  some  other 
parts  of  his  harangue,  and  attracted  even  Waverley's  attention, 
who  had  hitherto  been  lost  in  his  own-  sad  reflections.  Mr. 
Giltillan  then  considered  the  lawfulness  of  a  private  man's 
standing  forth  as  the  avenger  of  public  oppression,  and  as  he 
was  labouring  with  great  earnestness  the  cause  of  Mas  James 
Mitchell,  who  fired  at  the  Archbishop  of  St.  Andrews  some 
years  before  the  prelate's  assassination  on  Magus  Muir,  aa 
incident  occurred  which  interrupted  his  harangue. 

The  rays  of  the  sim  were  lingering  on  the  very  verge  of  the 
horizon  as  the  party  ascended  a  hollow  and  somewhat  steep 
path  which  led  to  the  summit  of  a  rising  ground.  The  counti-y 
was  un inclosed,  being  part  of  a  very  extensive  heath  or  common ; 
but  it  was  far  from  level,  exhibiting  in  many  places  hollows 
filled  with  furze  and  broom;  in  others,  little  dingles  of  stunted 
brusliwood.  A  thicket  of  the  latter  description  crowned  the 
hill  up  which  the  party  ascended.  The  foremost  of  the  band, 
being  the  stoutest  and  most  active,  had  pushed  on,  and,  hav- 
ing surmounted  the  ascent,  were  out  of  ken  for  the  })resent. 
Gilfillan,  with  the  pedlar  and  the  small  party  who  were 
Waverley's  more  immediate  guard,  were  near  the  to})  of  the 
ascent,  and  the  remainder  straggled  after  them  at  a  consider- 
able interval. 

Such  was  the  sittiation  of  matters  when  the  yiedlar,  missing, 
aa  he  said,  a  little  doggie  wliich  belonged  to  liiiii.  began  to 
halt  and  whistle  for  the  animal.  This  signal,  rcix-atcd  jnore 
than  once,  gave  offence  to  the  rigour  of  his  companion,  the 
rath(fr  because  it  appeared  to  indicate  inattention  to  the  treas- 
nres  of  thcfdogical  and  controversial  knowledge  which  were 
pouring  otit  for  his  edificnt  ion.  Tie  therefore  signili«'(1  gruffly 
that  lie  could  not  waste  his  time  in  waiting  for  an  useless 
cur. 

"Rut  if  your  honour  wad  consider  the  case  of  Tobit " 

"Tobit!"  exclaimed  ffilfillan,  with  great  heat;  "  Tobit  nnd 
his  dog  baith  are  altogether  heathenish  and  apocryphal,  and 


280  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

none  but  a  prelatist  or  a  papist  would  draw  them  into  ques- 
tiou.     I  doubt  1  hae  been  niista'en  in  you,  friend." 

"Very  likely,"  answered  the  pedlar,  with  great  composure; 
"but  ue'ertheless,  I  shall  take  leave  to  whistle  again  upon 
puir  Bawty." 

This  last  signal  was  answered  in  an  unexpected  manner; 
for  six  or  eight  stout  Highlanders,  who  lurked  among  the 
copse  and  brushwood,  sprung  into  the  hollow  way  and  began 
to  lay  about  them  with  their  claymores.  Gilfillan,  imappalled 
at  this  undesirable  apparition,  cried  out  manfully,  "  The  sword 
of  the  Lord  and  of  Gideon!"  and,  drawing  his  broadsword, 
would  probably  have  done  as  much  credit  to  the  good  old  cause 
as  any  of  its  doughty  champions  at  Drumclog,  when,  behold! 
the  pedlar,  snatching  a  musket  from  the  person  who  was  next 
him,  bestowed  the  butt  of  it  with  such  emphasis  on  the  head 
of  his  late  instructor  in  the  Cameronian  creed  that  he  was 
forthwith  levelled  to  the  ground.  In  the  confusion  Avhich 
ensued  the  horse  which  bore  our  hero  was  shot  by  one  of  Gil- 
fillan's  party,  as  he  discharged  his  firelock  at  random.  Wa- 
verley  fell  with,  and  indeed  under,  the  animal,  and  sustained 
some  severe  contusions.  But  he  was  almost  instantly  extri- 
cated from  the  fallen  steed  by  two  Highlanders,  who,  each 
seizing  him  by  the  arm,  hurried  him  away  from  the  scuffle  and 
from  the  highroad.  They  ran  with  great  speed,  half  support- 
ing and  half  dragging  our  hero,  who  could,  however,  distin- 
guish a  few  di-opping  shots  fired  about  the  spot  which  he  had 
left.  This,  as  he  afterwards  learned,  proceeded  from  Gil- 
fillan's  party,  who  had  now  assembled,  the  stragglers  in  front 
and  rear  having  joined  the  others.  At  their  approach  the 
Highlanders  drew  off,  but  not  before  they  had  rifled  Gilfillan 
and  two  of  his  people,  who  remained  on  the  spot  grievously 
wounded.  A  few  shots  were  exchanged  betwixt  them  and  the 
Westlanders ;  but  the  latter,  now  without  a  commander,  and 
apprehensive  of  a  second  ambush,  did  not  make  any  serious 
effort  to  recover  their  prisoner,  judging  it  more  wise  to  proceed 
on  their  journey  to  Stirling,  carrying  with  them  their  wounded 
captain  and  comrades. 


WAVERLEY.  281 

CHAPTER   XXXVII. 

WAVERLEY    IS    STILL    IN    DISTRESS. 

The  velocity,  and  indeed  violence,  with  which  Waverley 
was  hurried  along  ueaiiy  deprived  him  of  sensation ;  for  the 
injury  he  had  received  from  his  fall  prevented  him  from  aiding 
himself  so  effectually  as  he  might  otherwise  have  done.  When 
this  was  observed  by  his  oonductors,  they  called  to  their  aid 
two  or  three  others  of  the  party,  and,  swathing  our  hero's 
body  in  one  of  their  plaids,  divided  his  weight  by  that  means 
among  them,  and  transported  him  at  the  same  rapid  rate  as 
before,  without  any  exertion  of  his  own.  They  spoke  little, 
and  that  in  Gaelic;  and  did  not  slacken  their  pace  till  they 
had  run  nearly  two  miles,  when  they  abated  their  extreme 
rapidity,  but  continued  still  to  walk  very  fast,  relieving  each 
other  occasionally. 

Our  hero  now  endeavoured  to  address  them,  but  was  only 
answered  with  "  Cha  n'eil  Beurl'  af/am,"  i.e.  "I  have  no 
English,"  being,  as  Waverley  well  knew,  the  constant  reply  of 
a  Higlilander  when  he  eitlier  does  not  understand  or  does  not 
cho<;se  to  reply  to  an  Englishman  or  Lowlandor.  lie  then 
mentioned  the  name  of  Vich  Ian  Vohr,  concluding  that  he  was 
indel;ted  to  his  friendshij)  for  his  rescue  from  the  clutches  of 
Gifted  Gilfillan;  but  neither  did  this  produce  any  mark  of 
recognition  from  liis  escort. 

Tilt)  twiliglit  had  given  jtlacc  to  moonshine  when  the  party 
halted  upon  tlio  l)rink  of  a  i)rc(',ipit()us  glen,  which,  as  partly 
enlightened  by  the  moonbeams,  seemed  full  of  trees  and  tangled 
brushwood.  Two  of  the  Highlanders  dived  into  it  l)y  a  small 
foot])ath,  as  if  Ui  explore  its  recesses,  and  one  of  them  return- 
ing in  a  few  minutes,  said  something  to  liis  companions,  wlio 
instantly  raised  their  burden  and  bi»ro  liini,  with  great  atten- 
tion and  care,  down  the  narrow  and  abrupt  destient.  Not- 
withstanding their  precautions,  however,  Waverley's  person 
came  more  than  once  into  contact,  rtidoly  enough,  with  the 
projecting  stumps  and  branches  which  overhung  the  pathway. 


282  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

At  the  bottom  of  the  descent,  and,  as  it  seemed,  by  the  side 
of  a  brook  (for  Waverley  heard  the  rushing  of  a  considerable 
body  of  water,  although  its  stream  was  invisible  in  the  dark- 
ness), the  party  again  stopped  before  a  small  and  rudely  con- 
structed hovel.  The  door  was  open,  and  the  inside  of  the 
premises  appeared  as  imcomfortable  and  rude  as  its  situation 
and  exterior  foreboded.  There  was  no  appearance  of  a  floor 
of  any  kind ;  the  roof  seemed  rent  in  several  places ;  the  walls 
were  composed  of  loose  stones  and  turf,  and  the  thatch  of 
branches  of  trees.  The  fire  was  in  the  centre,  and  filled  the 
whole  wigwam  with  smoke,  which  escaped  as  much  through 
the  door  as  by  means  of  a  circular  aperture  in  the  roof.  An 
old  Highland  sibyl,  the  only  inhabitant  of  this  forlorn  man- 
sion, appeared  busy  in  the  i)reparation  of  some  food.  By  the 
light  which  the  fire  afforded  Waverley  could  discover  that  his 
attendants  were  not  of  the  clan  of  Ivor,  for  Fergus  was  par- 
ticularly strict  in  requiring  from  his  followers  that  they  should 
wear  the  tartan  striped  in  the  mode  peculiar  to  their  race ;  a 
mark  of  distinction  anciently  general  through  the  Highlands, 
and  still  maintained  by  those  Chiefs  who  were  proud  of  their 
lineage  or  jealous  of  their  separate  and  exclusive  authority. 

Edward  had  lived  at  Glennaquoich  long  enough  to  be  aware 
of  a  distinction  which  he  had  repeatedly  heard  noticed,  and 
now  satisfied  that  he  had  no  interest  with  his  attendants,  he 
glanced  a  disconsolate  eye  around  the  interior  of  the  cabin. 
The  only  furniture,  excepting  a  washing-tub  and  a  wooden 
press,  called  in  Scotland  an  ambt'y,  sorely  decayed,  was  a 
large  wooden  bed,  planked,  as  is  usual,  all  aroimd,  and  open- 
ing by  a  sliding  panel.  In  this  recess  the  Higldanders  depos- 
ited Waverley,  after  he  had  by  signs  declined  any  refresh- 
ment. His  slumbers  were  broken  and  unrefreshing ;  strange 
visions  passed  before  his  eyes,  and  it  required  constant  and 
reiterated  efforts  of  mind  to  dispel  them.  Shivering,  violent 
headache,  and  shooting  pains  in  his  limbs  succeeded  these 
symptoms ;  and  in  the  morning  it  was  evident  to  his  High- 
land attendants  or  guard,  for  he  knew  not  in  which  light  to 
consider  them,  that  Waverley  was  quite  tmfit  to  travel. 

After  a  long  consultation  among  themselves,  six  of  the  party 


WAVERLEY.  283 

left  the  hut  with  their  arms,  leaving  behind  an  old  and  a 
young  man.  The  former  addressed  Waverley,  and  bathed  the 
contusions,  which  swelling  and  livid  colour  now  made  conspic- 
uous. His  own  portmanteau,  which  the  Highlanders  had  not 
failed  to  bring  off,  supplied  him  with  linen,  and  to  his  great 
surprise  was,  with  all  its  undimiaished  contents,  freely  re- 
signed to  his  use.  The  bedding  of  his  couch  seemed  clean  and 
comfortable,  and  his  aged  attendant  closed  the  door  of  the  bed, 
for  it  had  no  curtain,  after  a  few  words  of  Gaelic,  from  which 
Waverley  gatnered  that  he  exhorted  him  to  repose.  So  be- 
hold our  hero  for  a  second  time  the  patient  of  a  Highland 
Escidapius,  but  in  a  situation  much  more  uncomfortable  than 
when  he  was  the  guest  of  the  worthy  Tomanrait. 

The  symptomatic  fever  which  accompanied  the  injuries  he 
had  sustaiued  did  not  abate  till  the  third  day,  when  it  gave 
way  to  the  care  of  his  attendants  and  the  strength  of  his  con- 
stitution, and  he  could  now  raise  himself  in  his  bed,  though 
not  witlxout  pain.  He  observed,  however,  that  there  was  a 
great  disinclination  on  the  i)art  of  the  old  woman  who  acted 
as  his  nurse,  as  well  as  on  that  of  the  elderly  Iliglilander,  to 
permit  the  door  of  the  bed  to  be  left  open,  so  that  he  might 
amuse  himself  with  observing  their  motions;  and  at  lengtli, 
after  Waverley  had  repeatedly  drawn  o])en  and  they  had  as 
frequently  shut  the  hatchway  of  liis  cage,  the  old  gentleman 
put  an  end  to  the  contest  l)y  securing  it  on  the  outside  with  a 
nail  so  effectually  that  the  door  could  not  be  drawn  till  this 
exterior  impediment  was  removed. 

While  musing  upon  tlie  cause  of  this  contradictory  spirit  in 
persons  whf)so  conduct  intimated  no  jHirposo  of  ])hnider,  and 
who,  in  all  other  points,  a])peared  to  consult  his  welfare  and 
his  wishes,  it  occurred  to  our  hero  that,  d>iring  tlie  worst 
crisis  of  his  illness,  a  female  figiire,  younger  than  his  old 
Highland  nurse,  had  appeared  to  flit  around  his  couch.  Of 
this,  indeed,  ho  had  hut  a  very  indistinct  recollection,  but  his 
8uspi(!i<ms  were  continued  when,  attentively  listening,  ho  often 
heard,  in  the  course  of  the  day,  the  voice  of  another  female 
conversing  in  whispers  with  his  attendant.  Who  could  it  be? 
And  why  should  she  apparently  desire  concealment?     Fancy 


284  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

immediately  roused  herself  and  turned  to  Flora  Mac-Ivor. 
But  after  a  short  conHict  between  his  eager  desire  to  believe 
she  waa  in  his  neighbourhood,  guarding,  like  an  angel  of 
mercy,  the  couch  of  his  sickness,  VVaverley  was  compelled  tx) 
conclude  that  his  conjecture  was  altogether  improbable  j  since, 
to  suppose  she  had  left  her  compaiatively  safe  situation  at 
Glennaquoich  to  descend  into  the  Low  Coimtry,  now  the  seat 
of  civil  war,  and  to  inhabit  such  a  lurking-place  as  this,  waa 
a  thing  hardly  to  be  imagined.  Yet  his  heart  bounded  as  he 
sometimes  could  distinctly  hear  the  trip  of  a  light  female  step 
glide  to  or  from  the  door  of  the  hut,  or  the  suppressed  sounds 
of  a  female  voice,  of  softness  and  delicacy,  hold  dialogue  with 
the  hoarse  inward  croak  of  old  Janet,  for  so  he  understood  his 
antiquated  attendant  was  denominated. 

Having  nothing  else  to  amuse  his  solitude,  he  employed 
himself  in  contriving  some  plan  to  gratify  his  curiosity,  iu 
despite  of  the  sedulous  caution  of  Janet  and  the  old  Highland 
janizary,  for  he  had  never  seen  the  young  fellow  suice  the  first 
morning.  At  length,  upon  accurate  examination,  the  infirm 
state  of  his  wooden  prison-house  appeared  to  supply  the  means 
of  gratifying  his  curiosity,  for  out  of  a  spot  which  was  some- 
what decayed  he  was  able  to  extract  a  nail.  Through  this 
minute  aperture  he  could  perceive  a  female  form  wrapped  in  a 
plaid,  in  the  act  of  conversing  with  Janet.  But,  since  the 
days  of  our  grandmother  Eve,  the  gratification  of  inordinate 
curiosity  has  generally  borne  its  penalty  in  disappointment. 
The  form  was  not  that  of  Flora,  nor  was  the  face  visible ;  and, 
to  crown  his  vexation,  while  he  laboured  with  the  nail  to  en- 
lai-ge  the  hole,  that  he  might  obtain  a  more  complete  view,  a 
slight  noise  betrayed  his  purpose,  and  the  object  of  his  curiosity 
instantly  disappeared ;  nor,  so  far  as  he  could  observe,  did  she 
again  revisit  the  cottage. 

All  precautions  to  blockade  his  view  were  from  that  time 
abandoned,  and  he  was  not  only  permitted  but  assisted  to  rise, 
and  quit  what  had  been,  in  a  literal  sense,  his  couch  of  con- 
finement. But  he  was  not  allowed  to  leave  the  hut ;  for  the 
young  Higlilander  had  now  rejoined  his  senior,  and  one  or 
other  was  constantly  on  the  watch.     Whenever  Waverley  ap- 


WAVERLEY.  285 

preached  tiie  cottage  door  the  sentinel  upon  duty  civilly,  but 
resolutely,  placed  himself  against  it  and  opposed  his  exit,  ac- 
companying his  action  with  signs  which  seemed  to  imply  there 
was  danger  in  the  attempt  and  an  enemy  in  the  neighbour- 
hood. Old  Janet  appeared  anxious  and  upon  the  watch ;  and 
Waverley,  who  had  not  yet  recovered  strength  enough  to  at- 
tempt to  take  his  departure  in  spite  of  the  opposition  of  his 
hosts,  was  under  the  necessity  of  remaining  patient.  His 
fai-e  was,  in  every  point  of  view,  better  than  he  could  have 
conceived;  for  poultry,  and  even  wine,  were  no  strangers  to 
his  table.  The  Highlanders  never  presumed  to  eat  with  him, 
and,  unless  in  the  circumstance  of  watchmg  him,  treated  him 
with  great  respect.  His  sole  amusement  was  gazing  from  the 
window,  or  rather  the  shapeless  aperture  which  was  meant  to 
answer  the  purpose  of  a  window,  upon  a  large  and  rough 
brook,  which  raged  and  foamed  through  a  rocky  channel, 
closely  canopied  with  trees  and  bushes,  about  ten  feet  beneath 
the  site  of  his  house  of  captivity. 

Upon  the  sixth  day  of  his  confinement  Waverley  found  him- 
self so  well  til  at  he  began  to  meditate  his  escape  from  this  dull 
and  miserable  ])rison-house,  thinking  any  risk  which  he  might 
incur  in  the  attempt  preferable  to  the  stupifying  and  intoler- 
able uniformity  of  Janet's  retirement.  The  question  indeed 
occurred,  whither  he  was  to  direct  his  course  when  again  at 
his  own  disposal.  Two  schemes  seemed  practicable,  yet  both 
attended  with  danger  and  difficulty.  One  was  to  go  back  to 
Glennaquoich  and  join  Fergus  Mac-Ivor,  by  whom  he  was  sure 
to  be  kindly  received;  and  in  the  present  state  of  his  mind, 
the  rigour  with  which  he  had  been  treated  fully  absolved  him, 
in  lus  own  eyes,  from  his  allegiance  to  the  existing  government. 
The  other  project  was  to  endeavour  to  attain  a  Scottish 
Bea])ort,  and  thence  to  take  shipping  for  England.  His  mind 
wavered  ])etween  these  ]»lanH,  and  ])i<)l)al)ly,  if  lie  had  effected 
his  escape  in  the  manner  lie  j)ro])osed,  ho  would  have  been 
finally  determined  l)y  the  comi)arative  fjicility  by  which  either 
might  have  been  executed.  But  his  fortmie  had  settled  that 
he  was  not  to  be  left  to  his  option. 

Ui>on  the  evening  of  the  aoventh  day  the  door  of  the  hut 


286  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

suddenly  opened,  and  two  Highlanders  entered,  whom  Waver- 
ley  recognised  as  having  been  a  part  of  his  original  escort  to 
this  cottage.  They  conversed  for  a  short  time  with  the  old 
man  and  his  companion,  and  then  made  Waverley  understand, 
by  very  significant  signs,  that  he  was  to  prepare  to  accompany 
them.  This  was  a  joyful  communication.  What  had  already 
passed  during  his  confinement  made  it  evident  that  no  personal 
injury  was  designed  to  him;  and  his  romantic  spirit,  having 
recovered  during  his  repose  much  of  that  elasticity  which 
anxiety,  resentment,  disappomtment,  and  the  mixture  of  un- 
pleasant feelings  excited  by  his  late  adventures  had  for  a  time 
subjugated,  was  now  wearied  with  inaction.  His  passion  for 
the  wonderful,  although  it  is  the  nature  of  such  dispositions 
to  be  excited  by  that  degree  of  danger  which  merely  gives 
dignity  to  the  feeling  of  the  individual  exposed  to  it,  had 
sunk  under  the  exti-aordinary  and  apparently  insurmountable 
evils  by  which  he  appeared  envii-oned  at  Cairnvreckan.  In 
fact,  this  compound  of  intense  curiosity  and  exalted  imagina- 
tion forms  a  peculiar  species  of  courage,  Avhich  somewhat  re- 
sembles the  light  usually  carried  by  a  miner — sufficiently  com- 
petent, indeed,  to  afford  him  guidance  and  comfort  during  the 
ordinaiy  perils  of  his  labour,  but  certain  to  be  extinguished 
should  he  encoimter  the  more  formidable  hazard  of  earth 
damps  or  pestiferous  vapours.  It  was  now,  however,  once 
more  rekindled,  and  with  a  throbbing  mixture  of  hope,  awe, 
and  anxiety,  Waverley  watched  the  group  before  him,  as  those 
who  were  just  arrived  snatched  a  hasty  meal,  and  the  others 
assumed  their  arms  and  made  brief  preparations  for  their 
departure. 

As  he  sat  in  the  smoky  hut,  at  some  distance  from  the  fire, 
around  which  the  others  were  crowded,  he  felt  a  gentle  pres- 
feure  upon  his  arm.  He  looked  round;  it  was  Alice,  the 
daughter  of  Donald  Bean  Lean.  She  showed  him  a  packet  of 
papers  in  such  a  manner  that  the  motion  was  remarked  by  no 
one  else,  put  her  finger  for  a  second  to  her  lips,  and  passed 
on,  as  if  to  assist  old  Janet  in  packing  Waverley' s  clothes  in 
his  portmanteau.  It  was  obviously  her  wish  that  he  should 
not  seem  to  recognise  her ;  yet  she  repeatedly  looked  back  at 


WAVERLET.  287 

him,  as  an  opportunity  occurred  of  doing  so  unobserved^  and 
when  she  saw  that  he  remarked  what  she  did,  she  folded  the 
packet  with  great  address  and  speed  in  one  of  his  shirts,  which 
she  deposited  in  the  portmanteau. 

Here  then  was  fi-esh  food  for  conjecture.  Was  Alice  his 
unknown  warden,  and  was  this  maiden  of  the  cavern  the  tute- 
lai-  genius  that  watched  his  bed  during  his  sickness?  Was  he 
in  the  hands  of  her  father?  and  if  so,  what  was  his  purpose? 
Spoil,  his  usual  object,  seemed  in  this  case  neglected;  for  not 
only  Waverley's  property  was  restored,  but  his  purse,  which 
might  have  tempted  this  professional  plunderer,  had  been  all 
along  suffered  to  remain  in  his  possession.  AU  this  perhaps 
the  packet  might  explain ;  but  it  was  plain  from  Alice's  man- 
ner that  she  desired  he  should  consult  it  in  secret.  Nor  did 
she  again  seek  his  eye  after  she  had  satisfied  herself  that  her 
manaiu\Te  Avas  observed  and  understood.  On  the  contrary, 
she  shortly  afterwards  left  the  hut,  and  it  was  only  as  she 
tript  out  from  the  door  that,  favoured  by  the  obscurity,  she 
gave  Waverley  a  parting  smile  and  nod  of  significance  ere  she 
vanished  in  the  dark  glen. 

The  young  Highlander  was  repeatedly  despatched  by  his 
comrades  as  if  to  collect  intelligence.  At  length,  when  he  had 
returned  for  the  third  or  fourth  time,  the  whole  party  arose 
and  made  signs  to  our  hero  to  accompany  them.  Before  his 
dejtarture,  however,  he  shook  hands  with  old  Janet,  who  had 
been  so  sedulous  in  his  l)elialf,  and  added  substantial  marks  of 
his  gratitude  for  her  attendance. 

"God  bless  you!  God  prosper  you,  Captain  Waverley!" 
said  Janet,  in  good  Lowland  Scotch,  thougli  he  luid  never 
hithert/)  heard  h<^r  utter  a  syllabln,  save  in  Ga^lif.  7?nt  the 
iinpatipiife  of  his  attendants  prohibited  his  asking  iuiy  ex- 
plauatiuu. 


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288  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

CHAPTER  XXXVIII. 

A    NOCTURNAL    ADVENTURE. 

There  was  a  moment's  pause  when  the  whole  party  had  got 
out  of  the  hut ;  and  the  Highlander  who  assumed  the  command, 
and  who,  in  Waverley's  awakened  recollection,  seemed  to  be 
the  same  tall  figure  who  had  acted  as  Donald  Bean  Lean's 
lieutenant,  by  whispers  and  signs  imposed  the  strictest  silence. 
He  delivered  to  Edward  a  sword  and  steel  pistol,  and,  point- 
ing up  the  track,  laid  his  hand  on  the  hilt  of  his  own  clay- 
more, as  if  to  make  him  sensible  they  might  have  occasion  to 
use  force  to  make  good  their  passage.  He  then  placed  himself 
at  the  head  of  the  party,  who  moved  up  the  pathway  in  smgle 
or  Indian  file,  Waverley  being  placed  nearest  to  their  leader. 
He  moved  with  great  precaution,  as  if  to  avoid  giving  any 
alarm,  and  halted  as  soon  as  he  came  to  the  verge  of  the 
ascent.  Waverley  was  soon  sensible  of  the  reason,  for  he 
heard  at  no  great  distance  an  English  sentinel  call  out  "  All's 
well."  The  heavy  sound  sunk  on  the  night-wind  down  the 
woody  glen,  and  was  answered  by  the  echoes  of  its  banks.  A 
second,  third,  and  fourth  time  the  signal  was  repeated  fainter 
and  fainter,  as  if  at  a  greater  and  gi-eater  distance.  It  was 
obvious  that  a  fmrty  of  soldiers  were  near,  and  upon  their 
guard,  though  not  sufficiently  so  to  detect  men  skilful  in  every 
art  of  predatory  warfare,  like  those  with  whom  he  now 
watched  their  ineffectual  precautions. 

"WTien  these  sounds  had  died  upon  the  silence  of  the  night, 
the  Highlanders  began  their  march  swiftly,  yet  with  the  most 
cautious  silence.  Waverley  had  little  time,  or  indeed  disposi- 
tion, for  observation,  and  could  only  discern  that  they  passed, 
at  some  distance  from  a  large  building,  in  the  windows  of 
which  a  light  or  two  yet  seemed  to  twinkle.  A  little  farther 
on  tlie  leading  Highlander  snuffed  the  wind  like  a  setting 
spaniel,  and  then  made  a  signal  to  his  party  again  to  halt. 
He  stooped  down  upon  all  fours,  wrapped  up  in  his  plaid,  so 


WAVERLEY.  289 

as  to  be  scarce  distinguishable  from  tbe  heathy  ground  on 
which  he  moved,  and  advanced  in  this  posture  to  reconnoitre. 
In  a  short  time  he  returned,  and  dismissed  his  attendants  ex- 
cepting one ;  and,  intimating  to  "Waverley  that  he  must  imitate 
his  cautious  mode  of  proceeding,  all  three  crept  forward  on 
hands  and  knees. 

After  proceeding  a  greater  way  in  this  inconvenient  manner 
than  was  at  all  comfortable  to  his  knees  and  shins,  AVaverley 
perceived  the  smell  of  smoke,  which  probably  had  been  much 
sooner  distinguished  by  the  more  acute  nasal  organs  of  his 
guide.  It  proceeded  from  the  corner  of  a  low  and  ruinous 
sheep-fold,  the  walls  of  which  were  made  of  loose  stones,  as  is 
usual  in  Scotland.  Close  by  this  low  wall  the  Highlander 
guided  Waverley,  and,  in  order  probably  to  make  him  sensi- 
ble of  his  danger,  or  perhaps  to  obtain  the  full  credit  of  his 
own  dexterity,  he  intimated  to  him,  by  sign  and  example,  that 
he  might  raise  his  head  so  as  to  peep  into  the  sheep-fold. 
"Waverley  did  so,  and  beheld  an  outpost  of  four  or  five  sol- 
diers lying  by  their  watch-fire.  They  were  all  asleep  except 
the  sentinel,  who  paced  backwards  and  forwards  with  his  fire- 
lock on  his  shoulder,  which  glanced  red  in  the  light  of  the  fire 
as  ho  crossed  and  recrossed  before  it  in  his  short  walk,  cast- 
ing his  eye  frequently  to  that  part  of  the  heavens  from  which 
the  moon,  hitherto  obscured  by  mist,  seemed  now  about  to 
make  her  appearance. 

In  the  couise  of  a  minute  or  two,  by  one  of  those  sudden 
changes  of  atmosphere  incident  to  a  mountainous  country,  a 
breeze  arose  and  swept  before  it  the  clouds  whicli  liad  covered 
the  horizon,  and  the  night  planet  poured  her  full  effulgence 
upon  a  wide  and  blighted  heath,  skirted  indeed  with  copse- 
wood  and  stunted  trees  in  the  quarter  from  wliich  tli(>y  liad 
come,  but  opeti  and  bare  to  the  observation  of  the  sentinel  in 
tliat  to  which  their  course  tended.  The  wall  of  the  sheep-fold 
indeed  concealed  them  aa  they  lay,  but  any  advance  beyond 
its  shelter  seemed  impossible  without  certain  discovery. 

The  nighlander  eyed  the  blue  vault,  but  far  from  blessing 
the  useful  light  with  TTonier's,  or  rather  Pope's  benighted 
peasant,  he  muttered  a  Gaelic  curse  upon  the  unseasonable 


290  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

splendour  oi  Mac-Farlanc' s  huat  (i.e.  lantern).*  He  looked 
anxiously  around  for  a  few  minutes,  and  then  apparently  took 
his  resolution.  Leaving  his  attendant  with  Waverley,  after 
motioning  to  Edward  to  remain  quiet,  and  giving  his  comrade 
directions  in  a  brief  whisper,  he  retreated,  favoured  by  the 
irregularity  of  the  ground,  in  the  same  direction  and  in  the 
same  manner  as  they  had  advanced.  Edward,  turning  his 
head  after  him,  could  perceive  him  crawling  on  all  fours  with 
the  dexterity  of  an  Indian,  availing  himself  of  every  bush  and 
inequality  to  escape  observation,  and  never  passing  over  the 
more  exposed  parts  of  his  track  until  the  sentinel's  back  was 
turned  from  him.  At  length  he  reached  the  thickets  and  un- 
derwood which  partly  covered  the  moor  in  that  direction,  and 
probably  extended  to  the  verge  of  the  glen  where  Waverley 
had  been  so  long  an  inhabitant.  The  Highlander  disappeared, 
but  it  was  only  for  a  few  minutes,  for  he  suddenly  issued  forth 
from  a  different  part  of  the  thicket,  and,  advancing  boldly  upon 
the  open  heath  as  if  to  invite  discovery,  he  levelled  his  piece 
and  fired  at  the  sentinel.  A  wound  in  the  arm  proved  a  dis- 
agreeable interruption  to  the  poor  fellow's  meteorological  ob- 
servations, as  well  as  to  the  tune  of  "Nancy  Dawson,"  which 
he  was  whistling.  He  returned  the  fire  ineffectually,  and  his 
comrades,  starting  up  at  the  alarm,  advanced  alertly  towards 
the  spot  from  which  the  first  shot  had  issued.  The  High- 
lander, after  giving  them  a  full  view  of  his  person,  dived 
among  the  thickets,  for  his  ruse  de  guerre  had  now  perfectly 
succeeded. 

"NMiile  the  soldiers  pursued  the  cause  of  their  disturbance  in 
one  direction,  Waverley,  adopting  the  hint  of  his  remaining 
attendant,  made  the  best  of  his  speed  in  that  which  his  guide 
originally  intended  to  pursue,  and  which  now  (the  attention  of 
the  soldiers  being  drawn  to  a  different  quarter)  was  unob- 
served and  unguarded.  When  they  had  run  about  a  quarter 
of  a  mile,  the  brow  of  a  rising  ground  which  they  had  sur- 
mounted concealed  them  from  further  risk  of  observation. 
They  still  heard,  however,  at  a  distance  the  shouts  of  the 
soldiers  as  they  hallooed  to  each  other  upon  the  heath,  and 
»  See  Mac-Farlane'a  Lantern.    Note  27. 


WAVERLEY  291 

they  could  also  hear  the  distant  roll  of  a  drum  beating  to  arms 
in  the  same  dii-ection.  But  these  hostile  sounds  were  now  far 
in  their  rear,  and  died  away  upon  the  breeze  as  they  rapidly 
proceeded. 

AMien  they  had  walked  about  half  an  hour,  still  along  open, 
and  waste  ground  of  the  same  description,  they  came  to  the 
stump  of  an  ancient  oak,  which,  from  its  relics,  appeared  to 
have  been  at  one  time  a  tree  of  very  large  size.  In  an  adja- 
cent hollow  they  found  several  Highlanders,  with  a  horse  or 
two.  They  had  not  joined  them  above  a  few  minutes,  which 
Waverley's  attendant  employed,  in  all  probability,  in  com- 
municating the  cause  of  their  delay  (for  the  words  "Duncan 
Duroch"  were  often  repeated),  when  Duncan  himself  appeared, 
out  of  breath  indeed,  and  with  all  the  symptoms  of  having 
run  for  his  life,  but  laughing,  and  in  high  spirits  at  the  suc- 
cess of  the  stratagem  by  which  he  had  battled  his  pursuers. 
This  indeed  Waverley  could  easily  conceive  might  be  a  matter 
of  no  great  difficulty  to  the  active  movmtaineer,  who  was  per- 
fectly acquainted  with  the  ground,  and  traced  his  course  with 
a  firmness  and  confidence  to  which  his  pursuers  must  have 
been  strangers.  The  alarm  whicih  he  excited  seemed  still  to 
continue,  for  a  dropping  shot  or  two  were  heard  at  a  great  dis- 
tance, wliich  seemed  to  serve  as  an  addition  to  the  mirth  of 
Dunciin  and  his  comrades. 

The  mountaineer  now  resumed  the  arms  with  which  he  had 
entrusted  our  hero,  giving  him  to  uiKku-stand  that  the  dangers 
of  the  journey  were  happily  surmounted.  Waverley  was  then 
mounted  upon  one  of  the  horses,  a  change  whieli  the  fatigue 
of  tlio  night  and  his  recent  ilhiess  rendered  exceedingly  accept- 
able. His  ])ortnianicau  wjih  placed  on  another  ])ony,  Duncan 
jii'nint(!(l  a  third,  and  they  sot  forward  at  a  round  ]>!U'.e,  accom- 
panied by  their  escort.  No  other  incident  marked  the  course 
of  that  niglit's  journey,  and  at  the  dawn  of  morning  they  at- 
tained the  banks  of  a  rapid  river.  The  country  around  was  at 
once  fertil((  and  roniaiitic".  Stec|»  ]»anks  of  wood  were  ])rokett 
by  corn-fielrLs,  whicli  this  year  ])reHented  an  alnuidant  harvest, 
already  in  a  great  measure  cut  down. 

On  the  opposite  bank  of  the  river,  and  partly  surroimded 


292  WAVER  LEY  NOVELS. 

by  a  winding  of  its  stream,  stood  a  large  and  massive  castle, 
the  half -ruined  turrets  of  which  were  already  glittering  in  the 
fii'st  rays  of  the  sun. '  It  was  iu  form  an  oblong  square,  of 
size  sufficient  to  contain  a  large  court  in  the  centre.  The 
towers  at  each  angle  of  the  square  rose  higher  than  the  walls 
of  the  building,  aud  were  in  their  turn  surmounted  by  turrets, 
differing  in  height  and  irregular  in  shape.  Upon  one  of  these 
a  sentinel  watched,  whose  bonnet  and  plaid,  streaming  in  the 
wind,  declared  him  to  be  a  Highlander,  as  a  broad  white  en- 
sign, which  floated  from  another  tower,  announced  that  the 
garrison  was  held  by  the  insurgent  adherents  of  the  House  of 
Stuart. 

Passing  hastily  through  a  small  and  mean  town,  where  their 
appearance  excited  neither  surprise  nor  curiosity  in  the  few 
peasants  whom  the  labours  of  the  harvest  began  to  summon 
from  their  repose,  the  party  crossed  an  ancient  and  narrow 
bridge  of  several  arches,  and,  turning  to  the  left  up  an  avenue 
of  huge  old  sycamores,  Waverley  found  himself  in  front  of  the 
gloomy  yet  picturesque  structure  which  he  had  admired  at  a 
distance.  A  huge  iron-grated  door,  which  formed  the  exterior 
defence  of  the  gateway,  was  already  thrown  back  to  receive 
them ;  and  a  second,  heavily  constructed  of  oak  and  studded 
thickly  with  iron  nails,  being  next  opened,  admitted  them  into 
the  interior  court-yard.  A  gentleman,  dressed  in  the  High- 
land garb  and  having  a  white  cockade  in  his  bonnet,  assisted 
Waverley  to  dismount  from  his  horse,  and  with  much  courtesy 
bid  him  welcome  to  the  castle. 

The  governor,  for  so  we  must  term  him,  having  conducted 
Waverley  to  a  half -ruinous  apartment,  where,  however,  there 
was  a  small  camp-bed,  and  having  offered  him  any  refresh- 
ment which  he  desired,  was  then  about  to  leave  him. 

"  WiU  you  not  add  to  your  civilities, "  said  Waverley,  after 
having  made  the  usual  acknowledgment,  "  by  having  the  kind- 
ness to  inform  me  where  I  am,  aud  whether  or  not  I  am  to  con- 
sider myself  as  a  prisoner?" 

"  I  am  not  at  liberty  to  be  so  explicit  upon  this  subject  as 
I  could  wish.     Briefly,   however,   you  are  in  the  Castle  of 

»  See  Castle  of  Doune.    Note  28. 


WAVERLET.  293 

Doune,  in  the  district  of  Menteith,  and  in  no  danger  what- 


ever. " 


"And  how  am  I  assured  of  that?" 

"  By  the  honour  of  Donald  Stewart,  governor  of  the  garri- 
son, and  lieutenant-colonel  in  the  service  of  his  Royal  High- 
ness Prince  Charles  Edward."  So  saying,  he  hastily  left  the 
apartment,  as  if  to  avoid  further  discussion. 

Exhausted  by  the  fatigues  of  the  night,  our  hero  now  threw 
himself  upon  the  bed,  and  was  in  a  few  minutes  fast  asleep. 


CHAPTER   XXXIX. 

THE    JOURNEY    IS    CONTINUED. 

Before  "Waverley  awakened  from  his  repose,  the  day  was 
far  advanced,  and  he  began  to  feel  that  he  had  passed  many 
hours  without  food.  This  was  soon  supplied  in  form  of  a 
copious  breakfast,  but  (Jolonel  Stewart,  as  if  wishing  to  avoid 
the  queries  of  his  guest,  did  not  again  present  himself.  His 
oomitliments  were,  however,  delivered  by  a  servant,  with  an 
offer  t(j  provide  an3rthing  in  his  power  that  could  be  useful  to 
Caj)tain  Waverley  on  his  journey,  which  he  intimated  would 
be  continued  that  evening.  To  Waverley's  further  inquiries, 
the  servant  opposed  the  impenetrable  barrier  of  real  or  affected 
ignorance  and  stupidity.  He  removed  the  table  and  provi- 
sions, and  "Waverley  was  again  consigned  to  his  own  medita- 
tions. 

As  lie  contemplated  tlie  strangeness  of  his  fortune,  wliich 
seenu'd  to  delight  in  ]»lacing  him  at  the  disposal  of  others, 
witliont  the  power  of  directing  his  own  motions,  Edward's  eye 
suddenly  rested  upon  his  portmanteau,  which  had  been  de- 
posited in  his  a])artment  during  liis  sleep.  The  mysterious 
appe.'irance  of  Alice  in  the  cottage  of  the  glen  immediately 
rushed  upon  his  mind,  and  ho  was  about  to  secure  and  ex- 
amine the  packet  which  she  had  deposited  among  his  clothes, 


294  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

when  the  servant  of  Colonel  Stewart  agam  made  his  appear- 
ance, and  took  up  the  portmanteau  upon  his  shoulders. 

"  May  I  not  take  out  a  change  of  linen,  my  fi-iend?" 

"  Your  honour  sail  get  ane  o'  the  Colonel's  ain  ruffled  sarks, 
but  this  maun  gang  in  the  baggage-cart." 

Aiid  so  sayiug,  he  very  coolly  carried  off  the  portmanteau, 
without  waiting  further  remonstrance,  leaving  our  hero  in  a 
state  where  disappouitment  and  indignation  struggled  for  the 
mastery.  In  a  few  minutes  he  heard  a  cart  rumble  out  of  the 
rugged  court-yard,  and  made  no  doubt  that  he  was  now  dis- 
possessed, for  a  space  at  least,  if  not  for  ever,  of  the  only 
documents  which  seemed  to  promise  some  light  upon  the 
dubious  events  which  had  of  late  influenced  his  destiny. 
"With  such  melancholy  thoughts  he  had  to  beguile  about  four 
or  live  hours  of  solitude. 

When  this  space  was  elapsed,  the  trampling  of  horses  was 
heard  in  the  court -yard,  and  Colonel  Stewart  soon  after  made 
his  appearance  to  request  his  guest  to  take  some  further  re- 
fi-eshment  before  his  departure.  The  offer  was  accepted,  for 
a  late  breakfast  had  by  no  means  left  our  hero  incapable  of 
doing  honour  to  dinner,  which  was  now  presented.  The  con- 
versation of  his  host  was  that  of  a  plain  country  gentleman, 
mixed  with  some  soldier-like  sentiments  and  expressions.  He 
cautiously  avoided  any  reference  to  the  military  operations  or 
civil  politics  of  the  time;  and  to  Waverley's  direct  inquiries 
concerning  some  of  these  points  replied,  that  he  was  not  at 
libei-ty  to  speak  upon  such  topics. 

Wlien  dinner  was  finished  the  governor  arose,  and,  mshing 
Edward  a  good  journey,  said  that,  having  been  informed  by 
Waverley's  servant  that  his  baggage  had  been  sent  forward, 
he  had  taken  the  freedom  to  supply  him  with  such  changes  of 
linen  as  he  might  find  necessary  tiH  he  was  again  possessed  of 
his  own.  With  this  coinpliment  he  disappeared.  A  servant 
acquainted  Wavsriey  an  instant  afterwards  that  his  horse  was 
ready. 
- — ^pon  this  hint  he  descended  into  the  court-yard,  and  found 
a  trooper  holding  a  saddled  horse,  on  which  he  mounted  and 
sallied  from  the  portal  of  Doune  Castle,  attended  by  about  a 


WAVERLEY.  296 

score  of  armed  men  on  horseback.  These  had  less  the  appear- 
ance of  regular  soldiers  than  of  individuals  who  had  suddenly- 
assumed  arms  from  some  pressing  motive  of  unexpected  emer- 
gency. Their  uniform,  which  was  blue  and  red,  an  affected 
imitation  of  that  of  French  chasseurs,  was  in  many  respects  in- 
complete, and  sate  awkwardly  upon  those  who  wore  it.  \ya- 
verley's  eye,  accustomed  to  look  at  a  well-disciplined  regiment, 
could  easUy  discover  that  the  motions  and  habits  of  his  escort 
were  not  those  of  trained  soldiers,  and  that,  although  expert 
enough  in  the  management  of  their  horses,  their  skill  was  that 
of  huntsmen  or  gi'ooms  rather  than  of  troopers.  The  horses 
were  not  trained  to  the  regular  pace  so  necessary  to  execute 
simultaneous  and  combined  movements  and  formations;  nor 
did  they  seem  bitted  (as  it  is  technically  expressed)  for  the 
use  of  the  sword.  The  men,  however,  were  stout,  hardy-look- 
ing fellows,  and  might  be  individually  formidable  as  irregular 
cavalry.  The  commander  of  this  small  party  was  mounted 
upon  an  excellent  hunter,  and,  although  dressed  in  uniform, 
his  change  of  apparel  did  not  prevent  Waverley  from  recog- 
nising liis  old  acquaintance,  Mr.  Falconer  of  Balmawhapple. 

Now,  although  the  terms  upon  which  Edward  had  parted 
with  this  gentleman  were  none  of  the  most  friendly,  he  woidd 
have  sacrificed  every  recollection  of  their  foolish  quarrel  for 
the  pleasure  of  enjoying  once  more  the  social  intercourse  of 
question  and  answer,  froni  wliich  lie  had  l)eeu  so  long  secluded. 
But  ajjparently  the  remembrance  of  his  defeat  by  the  liaron 
of  liradwardine,  of  whicdi  Edward  had  been  the  unwilling 
cause,  still  rankled  in  the  mind  of  the  low-bred  and  yet  proud 
»air<l.  Ife  carefidly  avoided  giving  the  least  sign  of  recogni- 
tion, riding  doggedly  at  the  head  of  his  men,  who,  though 
scarce  (tcpial  in  numl)ers  to  a  sergeant's  party,  were  diMionii- 
nated  (.'aptain  Fakioner's  trooj),  being  precedcnl  by  'A  truinjx^t, 
whirrh  sounded  from  time  U)  time,  and  a  standard,  borne  i)}' 
Cornet  Falconer,  tlio  laird's  younger  l)rother.  I'lio  lieutenant, 
an  elderly  man,  liad  mueli  tlie  air  (»f  a  low  s]Knlsinan  and  boon 
comy)anif)n;  an  exjjreHHion  of  dry  humour  jiredoniinated  in  liis 
counteiianee  over  features  of  a  vulgar  east,  wliieh  indicated 
habitual  intemperance.     His  cocked  hat  was  set  knowingly 


296  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

upon  one  side  of  his  head,  and  while  he  whistled  thft  "  Bob  of 
Dnmblain, "  under  the  influence  of  half  a  mutchkin  of  brandy, 
he  seemed  to  trot  merrily  forward,  with  a  happy  indifference 
to  the  state  of  the  country,  the  conduct  of  the  party,  the  end 
of  the  journey,  and  all  other  sublunary  matters  whatever. 

From  this  wight,  who  now  and  then  di-opped  alongside  of 
his  horse,  Waverley  hoped  to  acquire  some  information,  or  at 
least  to  beguile  the  way  with  talk. 

"A  fine  evening,  sir,"  was  Edward's  salutation. 

"Ow,  ay,  sir!  a  bra'  night,"  replied  the  lieutenant,  in 
broad  Scotch  of  the  most  vulgar  description. 

"  And  a  fine  harvest,  apparently, "  continued  "Waverley,  fol- 
lowing up  his  first  attack. 

"  Ay,  the  aits  will  be  got  bravely  in ;  but  the  farmers,  deil 
burst  them,  and  the  corn-mongers  will  make  the  auld  price 
gude  against  them  as  has  horses  till  keep." 

"You  perhaps  act  as  quartermaster,  sir?" 

"Ay,  quartermaster,  riding-master,  and  lieutenant,"  an- 
swered this  officer  of  all  work.  "  And,  to  be  sure,  wha's  fitter 
to  look  after  the  breaking  and  the  keeping  of  the  poor  beasts 
than  mysell,  that  bought  and  sold  every  ane  o'  them?" 

"  And  pray,  sir,  if  it  be  not  too  great  a  freedom,  may  I  beg 
to  know  where  we  are  going  just  now?" 

"A  fule's  errand,  I  fear,"  answered  this  communicative 
personage. 

"In  that  case,"  said  Waverley,  determined  not  to  spare 
civility,  "  I  should  have  thought  a  person  of  your  appearance 
would  not  have  been  found  on  the  road. " 

"  Vera  true,  vera  true,  sir, "  replied  the  officer,  "  but  every 
why  has  its  wherefore.  Ye  maun  ken,  the  laird  there  bought 
a'  thir  beasts  f rae  me  to  munt  his  troop,  and  agreed  to  pay  for 
them  according  to  the  necessities  and  prices  of  the  time.  But 
^then  he  hadna  the  ready  penny,  and  I  hae  been  advised  his 
bond  will  not  be  worth  a  boddle  against  the  estate,  and  then  I 
had  a'  my  dealers  to  settle  wi'  at  Martinmas;  and  so,  as  he  very 
kindly  offered  me  this  commission,  and  as  the  auld    Fifteen  * 

1  The  Judges  of  the  Supreme  Court  of  Session  in  Scotland  are  proverbi- 
ally  termed  among  the  country  people,  The  Fifteen. 


WAVERLET.  297 

wad  never  help  me  to  my  siller  for  sending  out  naigs  against 
the  government,  why,  conscience !  sir,  I  thought  my  best  chance 
for  payment  was  e'en  to  gae  out '  mysell;  and  ye  may  judge, 
sir,  as  I  hae  dealt  a'  my  life  in  halters,  I  think  na  mickle 
o*  putting  my  craig  in  peril  of  a  St.  Johnstone's  tippet."  ^ 

"  You  are  not,  then,  by  profession  a  soldier?"  said  Waver- 
ley. 

*'Na,  na;  thank  God,"  answered  this  doughty  partizan,  "I 
wasna  bred  at  sae  short  a  tether ;  I  was  brought  up  to  hack  and 
manger.  I  was  bred  a  horse-couper,  sir;  and  if  I  might  live 
to  see  you  at  Whitson-tryst,  or  at  Stagshawbank,  or  the  win- 
ter fair  at  Hawick,  and  ye  wanted  a  spanker  that  would  lead 
the  field,  I'se  be  caution  I  would  serve  ye  easy;  for  Jamie 
Jinker  was  ne'er  the  lad  to  impose  upon  a  gentleman.  Ye're 
a  gentleman,  sir,  and  should  ken  a  horse's  points ;  ye  see  that 
throughganging  thing  that  Balmawhapple's  on;  I  selled  her 
till  him.  She  was  bred  out  of  Lick-the-ladle,  that  wan  the 
king's  plate  at  Caverton-Edge,  by  Duke  Hamilton's  White- 
Foot."  etc.,  etc.,  etc. 

.ctlo  rxs  Jinker  was  entered  full  sail  upon  the  pedigree  of 
Lalmawhapple's  uare,  having  already  got  as  far  as  great- 
grandsire  and  great-granddani,  and  while  Waverley  was 
watching  for  an  opportunity  to  obtain  from  him  intelligence 
of  more  interest,  the  noble  captain  checked  his  horse  until 
they  came  u]),  and  then,  without  directly  appearing  to  notice 
Edward,  said  sternly  to  tlie  genealogist,  "  I  thought,  lieuten- 
ant, my  (orders  were  preceese,  that  no  one  should  speak  to  the 
prisoner?" 

The  metamorphosed  horse-dealer  was  silenced  of  course,  and 
slunk  U)  the  rear,  wlicu-e  lie  consoled  himself  by  (Mitering  into 
a  v('henient  di.sj)uto  upon  the  ])ri{',e  of  Ii;iy  witli  a  fanner  wlio 
had  reluctantly  followed  lii.s  laird  to  the  held  rather  than  give 
up  his  farm,  whereof  the  lease  had  just  expired.  Waverley 
was  therefore  once  more  consigned  to  silence,  foreseeing  that 
further  attempts  at  conversation  with  any  of  the  party  would 
only  give  ]ialinawha])plo  a  wished-for  opportunity  to  display 
the  insolence  of  authority,  aud  the  sulky  sj»ite  of  a  temper 
«  See  Note  29.  »  See  Note  30. 


:*f>P  WAVEKLEY  NOVELS. 

naturally  dogged,  and  rendered  more  so  by  hal^its  of  low  in- 
dulgence and  the  incense  of  servile  adidation. 

In  about  two  hours'  time  the  party  were  near  the  Castle  of 
Stirling,  over  whose  battlements  the  union  flag  was  brightened 
as  it  waved  in  the  evening  sun.  To  shorten  his  journey,  or 
perhaps  to  display  his  importance  and  insult  the  English  gar- 
rison, Balmawhapple,  inclining  to  the  right,  took  his  route 
through  the  royal  park,  which  reaches  to  and  surrounds  the 
rock  upon  which  the  fortress  is  situated. 

With  a  mind  more  at  ease  Waverley  could  not  have  failed 
to  admire  the  mixture  of  romance  and  beauty  which  renders 
interesting  the  scene  through  which  he  was  now  passing — 
the  field  which  had  been  the-  scene  of  the  tournaments  of  old — 
the  rock  from  which  the  ladies  beheld  the  contest,  while  each 
made  vows  for  the  success  of  some  favourite  knight — the 
towers  of  the  Gothic  church,  where  these  vows  might  be 
paid — and,  surmounting  all,  the  fortress  itself,  at  once  a  castle 
and  palace,  where  valour  received  the  prize  from  royalty,  and 
knights  and  dames  closed  the  evening  amid  the  revelry  of  the 
dance,  the  song,  and  the  feast.  All  these  were  objoor  beiu-^ 
to  arouse  and  interest  a  romantic  imagination. 

But  Waverley  had  other  objects  of  meditation,  and  an  inci- 
dent soon  occurred  of .  a  nature  to  disturb  meditation  of  any 
kind.  Balmawhapple,  in  the  pride  of  his  heart,  as  he  wheeled 
his  little  body  of  cavaliy  round  the  base  of  the  castle,  com- 
manded his  trumpet  to  sound  a  flourish  and  his  standard  to  be 
displayed.  This  insidt  produced  apparently  some  sensation; 
for  when  the  cavalcade  was  at  such  distance  from  the  south- 
ern battery  as  to  admit  of  a  gun  being  depressed  so  as  to  bear 
upon  them,  a  flash  of  fire  issued  from  one  of  the  embrazures 
upon  the  rock;  and  ere  the  report  with  which  it  was  attended 
could  be  heard,  the  rushing  sound  of  a  cannon-ball  passed  over 
Balmawhapple' s  head,  and  the  bidlet,  burying  itself  in  the 
ground  at  a  few  yards'  distance,  covered  him  with  the  earth 
which  it  drove  up.  There  was  no  need  to  bid  the  party 
trudge.  In  fact,  every  man,  acting  upon  the  impulse  of  the 
moment,  soon  brought  Mr.  .Tinker's  steeds  to  show  their  met- 
tle, and  the  cavaliers,  retreating  with  more  speed  than  regu- 


WAVERLEY.  299 

larity,  never  took  to  a  trot,  as  the  lieutenant  afterwards  ob- 
serN'ed,  until  an  intervening  eminence  liad  secured  them  from 
any  repetition  of  so  undesirable  a  compliment  on  the  part  of 
Stirling  Castle.  I  must  do  Balmawhapple,  however,  the  jus- 
tice to  say  that  he  not  only  kept  the  rear  of  his  troop,  and 
laboured  to  maintain  some  order  among  them,  but,  in  the 
height  of  his  gallantry,  answered  the  fire  of  the  castle  by  dis- 
charging one  of  his  horse-pistols  at  the  battlements ;  although, 
the  distance  being  nearly  half  a  mile,  I  could  never  learn  that 
this  measure  of  retaliation  was  attended  with  any  particular 
effect. 

The  travellers  now  passed  the  memorable  field  of  Bannock- 
burn  and  reached  the  Torwood,  a  place  glorious  or  terrible  to 
the  recollections  of  the  Scottish  peasant,  as  the  feats  of  Wal- 
lace or  the  cruelties  of  Wude  Willie  Grime  predominate  in  his 
recollection.  At  Falkirk,  a  town  formerly  famous  in  Scottish 
history,  and  soon  to  be  again  distinguished  as  the  scene  of 
militaiy  events  of  importance,  Balmawhapple  proposed  to  halt 
and  '•'^nose  for  the  evening.  This  was  performed  with  very 
'<'*^./ctle  regard  to  military  discipline,  his  worthy  quartermaster 
being  cliictly  solicitous  to  discover  where  the  best  brandy 
miglit  l>e  come  at.  Sentinels  were  deemed  unnecessary,  and 
the  only  vigils  performed  were  those  of  such  of  the  party  as 
could  procure  liquor.  A  few  resolute  men  might  easily  have 
cut  off  the  detatihment;  but  of  the  inhabitants  some  were  fa- 
vourable, many  indillcrcnt,  and  the  rest  overawed.  So  noth- 
ing memorable  occurred  in  the  course  of  the  evening,  except 
that  Waverley'a  rest  was  sorely  interrupted  by  the  rcn'ellerg 
hallooing  forth  their  Jacobite  songs,  without  remorse  or  miti- 
gation of  voice. 

Early  in  the  morning  they  were  again  mounted  and  on  tho 
road  to  Kdinliurgh,  though  tlu;  ])allid  visages  of  soniu  of  tho 
troop  betrayed  that  tliey  had  Hi)ent  a  night  of  shiejjless  de- 
bauchery. They  halted  at  Liidithgow,  distinguished  by  its 
ancient  palace,  which  Sixty  Years  since  was  entire  and  habit- 
able, and  whose  venerable  ruins,  not  quite  Sixty  Years  sinre, 
very  narrowly  escaped  tho  \niworthy  fafo  of  being  coTiverted 
into  a  bai"rack  for  French  prisoners.     May  repose  and  bless- 


800  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

ings  attend  the  ashes  of  the  patriotic  statesman '  who,  amongst 
his  last  services  to  Scotland,  interposed  to  prevent  this  prof- 
anation I 

As  they  approached  the  metropolis  of  Scotland,  through  a 
champaign  and  cultivated  country,  the  sounds  of  war  began  to 
be  heard.  The  distant  yet  distinct  report  of  heavy  cannon, 
fired  at  intervals,  apprized  Waverley  that  the  work  of  destruc- 
tion v  as  going  forward.  Even  Balmawhapple  seemed  moved 
to  take  acme  precautions,  by  sending  an  advanced  party  in 
front  of  his  troop,  keeping  the  main  body  m  tolerable  order, 
and  moving  steadily  forward. 

Marching  in  this  manner  they  speedily  reached  an  eminence, 
from  which  they  could  view  Edinburgh  stretching  along  the 
ridgy  hill  which  slopes  eastward  from  the  Castle.  The  latter, 
being  in  a  state  of  siege,  or  rather  of  blockade,  by  the  northern 
insurgents,  who  had  already  occupied  the  town  for  two  or  three 
days,  fired  at  intervals  upon  such  parties  of  Highlanders  as 
exposed  themselves,  either  on  the  main  street  or  elsewhere  in 
the  vicinity  of  the  fortress.  The  morning  being  Calui  and 
fair,  the  effect  of  this  dropping  fire  was  to  Invest  the  Castle  in 
wreaths  of  smoke,  the  edges  of  which  dissipated  slowly  in 
the  air,  while  the  central  veil  was  darkened  ever  and  anon  by 
resh  clouds  poured  forth  from  the  battlements;  the  whole 
giving,  by  tile  partial  concealment,  an  appearance  of  grandeur 
and  gloom,  rendered  more  terrific  when  Waverley  reflected  on 
the  cause  by  which  it  was  produced,  and  that  each  explosion 
might  ring  some  brav.i  man's  knell. 

Ere  they  approached  the  city  the  partial  cannonade  had 
wholly  ceased.  Balmawhapple,  however,  having  in  his  recol- 
lection the  unfriendly  greeting  which  his  troop  had  received 
from  the  battery  at  Stirling,  had  apparently  no  wish  to  tempt 
the  forbearance  of  the  artillery  of  the  Castle.  He  therefore 
left  the  direct  road,  and,  sweeping  considerably  to  the  south- 
ward so  as  to  keep  out  of  the  range  of  the  cannon,  approached 
the  ancient  palace  of  Holyrood  without  having  entered  the 
walls  of  the  city.  He  then  drew  up  his  men  in  front  of  that 
Tenerable  pile,  and  delivered  Waverley  to  the  custody  of  a 
'  Lord-President  Blair  {Laing), 


WAVERLET.  301 

guard  of  Highlanders,  whose  officer  conducted  him  into  the 
interior  of  the  building. 

A  long,  low,  and  ill-proportioned  gallery,  hung  with  pic- 
tures, affirmed  to  be  the  portraits  of  kings,  who,  if  they  ever 
flourished  at  all,  lived  several  hundred  years  before  the  inven- 
tion of  painting  in  oil  colours,  served  as  a  sort  of  guard  chamber 
or  vestibide  to  the  apartments  which  the  adventurous  Charles 
Edward  now  occupied  in  the  palace  of  his  ancestors.  Officers, 
both  in  the  Highland  and  Lowland  garb,  passed  and  repassed 
in  haste,  or  loitered  in  the  hall  as  if  waiting  for  orders.  Sec- 
retaries were  engaged  in  making  out  passes,  musters,  and  re- 
turns. All  seemed  busy,  and  earnestly  intent  upou  something 
of  importance ;  but  Waverley  was  suffered  to  remain  seated  in 
the  recess  of  a  window,  unnoticed  by  any  one,  in  anxious  reflec- 
tion upon  the  crisis  of  his  fate,  which  seemed  now  rapidly 
approaching. 


/>''  CHAPTER   XL. 

AN    OLD    AND    A    NEW    ACQUAINTANCE. 

While  he  was  deep  sunk  in  his  reverie,  the  rustle  of  tartani 
was  heard  behind  him,  a  friendly  arm  clasped  his  shoulders, 
and  a  friendly  voice  exclaimed: 

"Said  the  Highland  prophet  sooth?  Or  must  soeoiul-sight 
go  for  nothing?" 

Waverley  turned,  and  was  warmly  embraced  by  Fergus 
Mac-Ivor.  "A  thousand  welcomes  to  Holyrood,  once  more 
]K)S8essed  by  her  legitimate  sovereign  I  J>id  1  not  say  we 
should  prosper,  and  tliat  you  would  fall  into  ilie  liands  of  the 
Philistines  if  you  j>art(!(l  from  us?" 

"Dear  Fergus!"  said  Waverley,  eagerly  returning  his  greet- 
ing. "  It  is  long  since  I  havo  heard  :i  friend's  voice.  Where 
is  Flora';'" 

"  Safe,  and  a  triumphant  npectator  of  our  success." 

"in  this  place?"  said  Waverley. 


802  WAVERLEY   NOVELS 

"  Ay,  in  this  city  at  least, "  answered  his  friend,  "  and  you 
shall  see  her ;  but  iirst  you  must  meet  a  friend  whom  you  little 
think  of,  who  has  been  frequent  in  his  inquiries  after  you." 

Thus  saying,  he  dragged  Waverley  by  the  arm  out  of  the 
guard  chamber,  and,  ere  he  knew  where  he  was  conducted, 
Edward  found  himself  in  a  presence  room,  fitted  up  with  some 
attempt  at  royal  state. 

A  yoimg  man,  wearing  his  own  fair  hair,  distinguished  by 
the  dignity  of  his  mien  and  the  noble  expression  of  his  well- 
formed  and  regular  features,  advanced  out  of  a  circle  of  mili- 
tary gentlemen  and  Highland  chiefs  by  whom  he  was  sur- 
rounded. In  his  easy  and  graceful  manners  Waverley 
afterwards  thought  he  could  have  discovered  his  high  birth 
and  rank,  although  the  star  on  his  breast  and  the  embroidered 
garter  at  his  knee  had  not  appeared  as  its  indications. 

"Let  me  present  to  your  Royal  Highness,"  said  Fergus, 
bowing  profoundly 

"  The  descendant  of  one  of  the  most  ancient  and  loyal 
families  in  England, "  said  the  yoimg  Chevalier,  interrupting 
him.  "  I  beg  your  pardon  for  interrupting  you,  my  dear 
Mac-Ivor ;  but  no  master  of  ceremonies  is  necessary  to  present 
a  Waverley  to  a  Stuart." 

Thus  saying,  he  extended  his  hand  to  Edward  with  the  ut- 
most courtesy,  who  could  not,  had  he  desired  it,  have  avoided 
rendering  him  the  homage  which  seemed  due  to  his  rank,  and 
was  certainly  the  right  of  his  birth.  "  I  am  sorry  to  under- 
stand, Mr.  Waverley,  that,  owing  to  circumstances  which 
have  been  as  yet  but  ill  explained,  you  have  suffered  some  re- 
straint among  my  followers  in  Perthshire  and  on  your  march 
here ;  but  we  are  in  such  a  situation  that  we  hardly  know  our 
friends,  and  I  am  even  at  this  moment  imcertain  whether  I 
can  have  the  pleasure  of  considering  Mr.  Waverley  as  among 
mine." 

He  then  paused  for  an  instant ;  but  before  Edward  could 
adjust  a  suitable  reply,  or  even  arrange  his  ideas  as  to  its  pur- 
port, the  Prince  took  out  a  paper  and  then  proceeded :  "  I 
should  indeed  have  no  doubts  upon  this  subject  if  I  could 
trust  to  this  proclamation,  set  forth  by  the  friends  of  the 


-•V" 


WAVERLEY.  303 

Elector  of  Hanover,  in  which  they  rank  Mr.  Waverley  among 
the  nobility  and  gentry  who  are  menaced  with  the  pain's  of 
high- treason  for  loyalty  to  their  legitimate  sovereign.  But  I 
desire  to  gain  no  adherents  save  from  affection  and  conviction ; 
and  if  Mr.  "Waverley  inclines  to  prosecute  his  journey  to  the 
south,  or  to  join  the  forces  of  the  Elector,  he  shall  have  my 
passport  and  free  permission  to  do  so ;  and  I  can  only  regret 
that  my  present  power  will  not  extend  to  protect  him  against 
the  probable  consequences  of  such  a  measure.  But, "  continued 
Charles  Edwai-d,  after  another  short  pause,  *'  if  ^Mr.  AVaverley 
should,  like  his  ancestor.  Sir  Kigel,  determine  to  embrace  a 
cause  which  has  little  to  recommend  it  but  its  justice,  and  fol- 
low a  prince  who  throws  himseK  upon  the  affections  of  his 
people  to  recover  the  throne  of  his  ancestors  or  perish  in  the 
attempt,  I  can  only  say,  that  among  these  nobles  and  gentle- 
men he  will  find  worthy  associates  in  a  gallant  enterprise,  and 
will  follow  a  master  who  may  be  unfortunate,  but,  I  trust, 
will  never  be  ungrateful." 

The  politic  Chieftaiii  of  the  race  of  Ivor  knew  his  advan- 
tage in  introducing  Waverley  to  this  personal  interview  with 
the  rf)yal  adventurer.  Unaccustomed  to  the  address  and  man- 
nei'S  of  a  pjlished  court,  in  which  Charles  was  eminently  skil- 
ful, his  words  and  liis  kindness  penetrated  the  heart  of  our 
hero,  and  easily  outweighed  all  prudential  motives.  To  be 
thus  personally  solicited  for  assistance  by  a  prince  whose  form 
and  manners,  as  well  as  the  sjtirit  which  ho  displayed  in  this 
singular  enterprise,  answered  liis  ideas  of  a  hero  of  romance; 
to  be  courted  by  him  in  the  ancient  halls  of  his  paternal  ])alace, 
recovered  by  the  sword  which  ho  was  already  bending  towards 
other  conquests,  gave  Edward,  in  his  own  eyes,  the  dignity 
and  importance  wliich  he  had  ceased  to  consider  as  his  attri- 
butes. Kejected,  slandered,  and  threatened  U])on  the  one 
Bide,  he  was  irresistibly  attracted  to  the  cause  wliich  the  prej- 
iidices  of  education  and  the  political  principles  of  his  family 
had  already  recommended  as  the  most  just.  These  thoughts 
rushed  through  his  mind  like  a  torrent,  sweeping  before  them 
every  consideration  of  an  opp^isite  tenrlcncv, — the  time,  be- 
sides, admitted  of  uo  deliberation,— aud  Waverley,  kneeling 


304  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

to  Charles  Edward,  devoted  his  heart  and  sword  to  the  vindi- 
cation of  his  rights ! 

The  Prince  (for,  although  unfortunate  in  the  faults  and 
follies  of  his  forefathers,  we  shall  here  and  elsewhere  give 
him  the  title  due  to  his  birth)  raised  Waverley  from  the 
ground  and  embraced  him  with  an  expression  of  thanks  too 
warm  not  to  be  genuine.  He  also  thanked  Fergus  Mac-Ivor 
repeatedly  for  having  brought  him  such  an  adherent,  and 
presented  Waverley  to  the  various  noblemen,  chieftains,  and 
officers  who  were  about  his  p'lrsun  so,  a  ^uung  gentleman  06 
the  highest  hopes  and  prospects,  m  whose  bold  and  enthusias- 
tic avowal  of  his  cause  they  might  see  an  evidence  of  the  sen- 
timents of  the  English  families  of  rank  at  this  important 
crisis.'  Indeed,  this  was  a  point  much  doubted  among  the 
adherents  of  the  house  of  Stuart;  and  as  a  well-founded  dis- 
belief in  the  co-operation  of  the  English  Jacobites  kept  many 
Scottish  men  of  rank  from  his  standard,  and  diminished  the 
courage  of  those  who  had  joined  it,  nothing  could  be  more 
seasonable  for  the  Chevalier  than  the  open  declaration  in  his 
favour  of  the  representative  of  the  house  of  Waverley-Honour, 
so  long  known  as  Cavaliers  and  Royalists.  This  Fergus  had 
foreseen  from  the  beginning.  He  really  loved  Waverley,  be- 
cause their  feelings  and  projects  never  thwarted  each  other; 
he  hoped  to  see  him  united  with  Flora,  and  he  rejoiced  that 
they  were  effectually  engaged  in  the  same  cause.  But,  as  we 
before  hinted,  he  also  exulted  as  a  politician  in  beholding  se- 
cured to  his  party  a  partizan  of  such  consequence ;  and  he  was 
far  from  being  insensible  to  the  personal  importance  which  he 
himself  gained  with  the  Prince  for  having  so  materially 
assisted  in  making  the  acquisition. 

.  Charles  Edward,  on  his  part,  seemed  eager  to  show  his  at- 
tendants the  value  whicli  he  attached  to  his  new  adherent,  by 
entering  immediately,  as  in  confidence,  upon  the  circumstances 
of  his  situation.  "  You  have  been  secluded  so  much  from  in- 
telligence, Mr.  Waverley,  from  causes  of  which  I  am  but 
indistinctly  informed,  that  I  presume  you  are  even  yet  unac- 
quainted with  the  important  particulars  of  my  present  situa- 

i  See  English  Jacobites.    Note  31. 


WAVERLEY.  305 

tion.  You  have,  however,  heard  of  my  landing  in  the  remote 
district  of  Moidart,  with  only  seven  attendants,  and  of  the 
numerous  chiefs  and  clans  whose  loyal  enthusiasm  at  once 
placed  a  solitary  adventurer  at  the  head  of  a  gallant  army. 
You  must  also,  I  think,  have  learned  that  the  commander-in- 
chief  of  the  Hanoverian  Elector,  Sir  John  Cope,  marched 
into  the  Highlands  at  the  head  of  a  numerous  and  well-ap- 
pointed military  force  with  the  intention  of  giving  us  battle, 
but  that  his  courage  failed  him  when  we  were  within  three 
hours'  march  of  each  other,  so  that  he  fairly  gave  us  the  slip 
and  marched  northward  to  Aberdeen,  leaving  the  Low  Country 
open  and  undefended.  Not  to  lose  so  favourable  an  opportu- 
nity, I  marched  on  to  this  metropolis,  di-iving  before  me  two 
regiments  of  horse,  Gardiner's  and  Hamilton's,  who  had  thi-eat- 
ened  to  cut  to  pieces  every  Highlander  that  should  venture  to 
pass  Stirling ;  and  while  discussions  were  carrying  forward 
among  the  magistracy  and  citizens  of  Edinburgh  whether  they 
should  defend  themselves  or  surrender,  my  good  friend  Lochiel 
(laying  his  hand  on  the  shoulder  of  that  gallant  and  accom- 
plislied  chieftain)  saved  them  tlie  trouble  of  farther  delibera- 
tion by  entering  the  gates  with  five  hundred  Camerons.  Thus 
far,  therefore,  we  have  done  well  j  Init,  in  the  mean  while,  this 
douglity  general's  nerves  being  braced  by  the  keen  air  of  Aber- 
deen, he  has  taken  shipping  for  Dunbar,  and  I  have  just  re- 
ceived certain  information  that  he  landed  there  yesterday. 
His  purpose  must  unquestionably  be  to  march  towards  us  to 
recover  possession  of  tlie  capital.  Now  there  are  two  o})inion3 
in  my  council  of  war:  one,  that  Ijeing  inferior  ])robably  in 
numbers,  and  certainly  in  discipline  and  military  a])point- 
ments,  not  to  mention  our  total  want  of  artillery  and  the 
weakness  of  our  cavalry,  it  will  \m  safi^st  to  fall  back  towards 
the  mountains,  and  there  protrfuit  tlie  war  until  fresh  succours 
arrive  from  France,  and  the  whole  ])ody  of  tlie  Highhind  clans 
shall  liave  taken  arms  in  our  favour.  Tlie  opposite  opinion 
maintains,  that  a  retrograde  movement,  in  our  circumstances, 
is  certain  to  tlirow  utter  discredit  on  o\ir  arms  and  nndertak- 
ing;  and,  far  from  gaining  us  new  partizans,  wiU.  l)e  the  means 
of  disheartening  those  who  have  joined  our  standard.  The 
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306  WAVERLEY  NOVELS 

officers  who  use  these  last  arguments,  among  whom  is  your 
friend  Fergus  Mac-Ivor,  maintain  that,  if  the  Higlilanders  are 
strangers  to  the  usual  military  discipline  of  Europe,  the  soldiers 
whom  they  are  to  encounter  are  no  less  strangers  to  their  pecul- 
iar and  formidable  mode  of  attack ;  that  the  attachment  and 
courage  of  the  chiefs  and  gentlemen  are  not  to  be  doubted; 
and  that,  as  they  will  be  in  the  midst  of  the  enemy,  their 
clansmen  will  as  surely  follow  them;  in  fine,  that  having 
drawn  the  sword  we  should  throw  away  the  scabbard,  and 
trust  our  cause  to  battle  and  to  the  God  of  battles.  Will  Mr. 
Waverley  favour  us  with  his  opinion  in  these  arduous  circum- 
stances?" 

Waverley  coloured  high  betwixt  pleasure  and  modesty  at 
the  distinction  implied  in  this  question,  and  answered,  with 
equal  spirit  and  readiness,  that  he  could  not  venture  to  offer 
an  opinion  as  derived  froni  military  skill,  but  that  the  counsel 
would  be  far  the  most  acceptable  to  him  which  should  first 
afford  him  an  opportunity  to  evince  his  zeal  in  his  Royal 
Highness's  service, 

"Spoken  like  a  Waverley!"  answered  Charles  Edward; 
"  and  that  you  may  hold  a  rank  in  some  degree  corresponding 
to  your  name,  allow  me,  instead  of  the  captain's  commission 
which  you  have  lost,  to  offer  you  the  brevet  rank  of  major  in 
my  service,  with  the  advantage  of  acting  as  one  of  my  aides- 
de-camp  until  you  can  be  attached  to  a  regiment,  of  which  I 
hope  several  will  be  speedily  embodied." 

"Your  Royal  Highness  will  forgive  me,"  answered  Waver- 
ley (for  his  recollection  turned  to  Balmawhapple  and  his  scanty 
troop),  "  if  I  decline  accepting  any  rank  imtil  the  time  and 
place  where  I  may  have  interest  enough  to  raise  a  sufficient 
body  of  men  to  make  my  command  useful  to  your  Royal  High- 
ness's service.  In  the  mean  while,  I  hope  for  your  permission 
to  serve  as  a  volunteer  under  my  friend  Fergus  Mac-Ivor." 

"  At  least,"  said  the  Prince,  who  was  obviously  pleased  with 
this  proposal,  "  allow  me  the  pleasure  of  arming  you  after  the 
Hif(hland  fashion."  With  these  words,  he  unbuckled  the 
broadsword  which  he  wore,  the  belt  of  which  was  plaited  with 
silver,  and  the  steel  basket-hilt  richly  and  curiously  inlaid. 


WAVERLEY.  307 

"The  blade,"  said  the  Prince,  "is  a  genuine  Andrea  Ferrara; 
it  has  been  a  sort  of  heirloom  in  our  family ;  but  I  am  con- 
vinced I  put  it  into  better  hands  than  my  own,  and  will  add 
to  it  pistols  of  the  same  workmanship.  Colonel  Mac-Ivor, 
you  must  have  much  to  say  to  your  friend;  I  will  detain  you 
no  longer  from  your  private  conversation ;  but  remember  we 
expect  you  both  to  attend  us  in  the  evening.  It  may  be  per- 
haps the  last  night  we  may  enjoy  in  these  halls,  and  as  we  go 
to  the  field  with  a  clear  conscience,  we  will  spend  the  eve  of 
battle  merrily." 

Thus  licensed,  the  Chief  and  Waverley  left  the  presence- 
chamber. 


CHAPTER    XLI. 

THE    MYSTERY    BEGINS    TO    BE    CLEARED    UP. 

-  "How  do  you  like  him?"  was  Fergus's  first  question,  as 
they  descended  the  lai-ge  stone  staircase. 

"A  prince  to  live  and  die  under,"  was  Waverley's  enthusi- 
astic answer. 

"  I  knew  you  would  think  so  when  you  saw  him,  and  I  in- 
tended you  should  have  met  earlier,  but  was  prevented  by  your 
sprain.  And  yet  he  has  his  foibles,  or  rather  he  has  difficult 
cards  t<j  play,  and  liis  Irisli  officers,'  who  are  mucli  about  him, 
are  but  sorry  advisers :  tliey  cannot  discriminate  among  the 
numerous  pretensions  that  are  set  up.  Would  you  think  it — 
I  have  been  obliged  for  the  present  to  supi)ress  an  ejirl's  pat- 
ent, graiit<'d  for  servifses  rendered  ten  years  ago,  for  fear  of 

exciting  tlm  j<!alousy,  forsootli,  of  (' and   Vi ?     Rut 

you  were  right,  Edward,  to  refuse  the  situation  of  aide-de- 
camp.  Tliere  are  two  vacant,  indeed,  but  CUanronald  and 
Lochiel,  and  almost  all  of  us,  have  rrniuested  one  for  younfj 
Aberchallador,  and  tlie  TiOwliindcrH  and  the   Irish  i)arty  are 

equally  desirous  to  have  tlie  otlier  for   the  Master  of   F . 

Now,  if  either  of  these  candidates  were  to  be  superseded  iu 

»  See  Note  32. 


308  AVAVERLET   NOVELS. 

youv  favour,  you  would  make  enemies.  And  then  I  am  sur- 
prised that  the  Prince  should  have  offered  you  a  majority, 
when  he  knows  very  well  that  nothing  short  of  lieutenant- 
colonel  will  satisfy  others,  who  cannot  bring  one  hundred  and 
fifty  men  to  the  field.  '  But  patience,  cousin,  and  shuffle  the 
cards!'  It  is  all  very  well  for  the  present,  and  we  must  have 
you  properly  equipped  for  the  evening  in  your  new  costume; 
for,  to  say  truth,  your  outward  man  is  scarce  fit  for  a 
court. " 

"Why,"  said  Waverley,  looking  at  his  soiled  dress,  "my 
shooting  jacket  has  seen  service  since  we  parted;  but  that 
probably  you,  my  friend,  know  as  well  or  better  than  I." 

"  You  do  my  second-sight  too  much  honour, "  said  Fergus. 
"  We  were  so  busy,  first  with  the  scheme  of  giving  battle  to 
Cope,  and  afterwards  with  our  operations  in  the  Lowlands, 
that  I  could  only  give  general  directions  to  s\ich  of  our  people 
as  were  left  in  Perthshire  to  respect  and  protect  you,  should 
you  come  in  their  way.  But  let  me  hear  the  full  story  of  your 
adventures,  for  they  have  reached  us  in  a  very  partial  and 
mutilated  manner. " 

Waverley  then  detailed  at  length  the  circumstances  with 
which  the  reader  is  already  acquainted,  to  which  Fegus  lis- 
tened with  great  attention.  By  this  time  they  had  reached  the 
door  of  his  quarters,  which  he  had  taken  up  in  a  small  paved 
court,  retiring  from  the  street  called  the  Canongate,  at  the 
house  of  a  buxom  widow  of  forty,  who  seemed  to  smile  very 
graciously  upon  the  handsome  young  Chief,  she  being  a  per- 
son with  whom  good  looks  and  good-humour  were  sure  to 
secure  ah  interest,  whatever  might  be  the  party's  political 
opinions.  Here  Callum  Beg  received  them  with  a  smile  of 
recognition.  "Callum,"  said  the  Chief,  "call  Shemus  an 
Snachad"  (James  of  the  Needle).  This  was  the  hereditary 
tailor  of  Vich  Ian  Vohr.  "  Shemus,  Mr.  Waverley  is  to  wear 
the  cath  dath  (battle  colour,  or  tartan) ;  his  trews  must  be 
ready  in  four  hours.  You  know  the  measure  of  a  well-made 
man — two  double  nails  to  the  small  of  the  leg " 

"  Eleven  from  haunch  to  heel,  seven  round  the  waist.  I 
give  your  honour  leave  to  hang  Shemus,  if  there's  a  pair  of 


WAVERLEY.  309 

sheers  in  the  Highlands  that  has  a  baulder  sneck  than  her's 
ain  at  the  cumadh  an  truais  "  (shape  of  the  trews). 

"  Get  a  plaid  of  Mac-Ivor  tartan  and  sash, "  continued  the 
Chieftain,  "  and  a  blue  bonnet  of  the  Prince's  pattern,  at  Mr. 
Mouat's  in  the  Cranies.  My  short  green  coat,  with  silver  lace 
and  silver  buttons,  will  fit  him  exactly,  and  I  have  never  worn 
it.  Tell  Ensign  Maccombich  to  pick  out  a  handsome  target 
from  among  mine.  The  Prince  has  given  Mr.  Waverley  broad- 
sword and  pistols,  I  will  furnish  him  with  a  dirk  and  purse ; 
add  but  a  pair  of  low-heeled  shoes,  and  then,  my  dear  Edward 
(turning  to  him),  you  will  be  a  complete  son  of  Ivor." 

These  necessary  directions  given,  the  Chieftain  resumed  the 
subject  of  Waverley 's  adventures.  "It  is  plain,"  he  said, 
"  that  you  have  been  in  the  custody  of  Donald  Bean  Lean. 
You  must  know  that,  when  I  marched  away  my  clan  to  join 
the  Prince,  I  laid  my  injunctions  on  that  worthy  member  of 
.^snciety  to  perform  a  certain  piece  of  service,  which  done,  he 
was  to  join  me  with  all  the  force  he  could  muster.  Put,  in- 
stead of  doing  so,  the  gentleman,  finding  the  coast  clear, 
thouglit  it  better  to  make  war  on  his  own  account,  and  has 
scoured  the  country,  plundering,  I  believe,  both  friend  and 
foe,  under  pretence  of  levying  l)lack-mail,  sometimes  as  if  by 
my  authority,  and  sometimes  (and  be  cursed  to  his  consum- 
mate impudence)  in  his  own  great  name!  Upon  my  honour, 
if  1  live  to  see  the  cairn  of  Penmore  again,  I  shall  l)e  tempted 
to  hang  that  fellow!  1  recognise  liis  hand  ])aiti('ularly  in  the 
mode  of  your  rescue  from  that  canting  rascal  CJilfilhui,  and  I 
have  little  doubt  that  Donald  himself  played  the  i)art  of  the 
pedhir  on  that  occasion;  but  how  he  should  not  have  ]tlun- 
dered  yon,  or  jtut  you  to  ransom,  or  availed  himself  in  some 
way  or  other  of  your  captivity  for  his  own  advantage,  passes 
my  judgment." 

*'  When  and  how  did  you  hear  the  intelligence  of  my  con- 
finement?" a-sked  Waverley. 

''The  I'rince  himself  told  me,"  said  Fergus,  "and  inquired 
very  minutfly  iufx)  yonv  history.  He  then  mentioned  your 
being  at,  that  m(;iuent  in  the  power  of  one  of  our  northern 
parties — you  kuow  I  could  not  ask  him  to  explain  particu- 


310  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

lars — and  requested  my  opinion  about  disposing  of  yon.  I 
recommended  that  you  should  be  brought  here  as  a  prisoner, 
because  I  did  not  wish  to  prejudice  you  farther  with  the  Eng- 
lish government,  in  case  you  pursued  your  purpose  of  going 
southward.  I  knew  nothing,  you  must  recollect,  of  the  charge 
brought  against  you  of  aiding  and  abetting  high  treason, 
which,  I  presume,  had  some  share  in  changing  your  original 
plan.  That  sullen,  good-for-nothing  brute,  Balmawhapple, 
was  sent  to  escort  you  from  Doune,  with  what  he  calls  his 
troop  of  horse.  As  to  his  behaviour,  in  addition  to  his  nat- 
ural antipathy  to  everything  that  resembles  a  gentleman,  I 
presume  his  adventure  Avith  Bradwardine  rankles  in  his  recol- 
lection, the  rather  that  I  dare  say  his  mode  of  telling  that  story 
contributed  to  the  evil  reports  which  reached  your  quondam 
regiment. " 

"Very  likely,"  said  Waverley ;  "but  now  surely,  my  dear 
Fergus,  you  may  find  time  to  tell  me  something  of  Flora." 

"  Why, "  replied  Fergus,  "  I  can  only  tell  you  that  she  is 
well,  and  residing  for  the  present  with  a  relation  in  this  city. 
I  thought  it  better  she  should  come  here,  as  since  our  success 
a  good  many  ladies  of  rank  attend  our  military  court;  and  I 
assure  you  that  there  is  a  sort  of  consequence  annexed  to  the 
near  relative  of  such  a  person  as  Flora  Mac-Ivor,  and  where 
there  is  such  a  justling  of  claims  and  requests,  a  man  must 
use  every  fair  means  to  enhance  his  importance." 

There  was  something  in  this  last  sentence  which  grated  on 
Waverley's  feelings.  He  could  not  bear  that  Flora  should  be 
considered  as  conducing  to  her  brother's  preferment  by  the 
admiration  which  she  must  unquestionably  attract;  and  al- 
though it  was  in  strict  correspondence  with  many  points  of 
Fergus's  character,  it  shocked  him  as  selfish,  and  imwortliyof 
his  sister's  high  mind  and  his  own  independent  pride.  Fer- 
gus, to  whom  such  manceuvres  were  familiar,  as  to  one  brought 
up  at  the  French  court,  did  not  observe  the  unfavourable  im- 
pression which  he  had  imwarily  made  upon  his  friend's  mind, 
and  concluded  by  saying,  "that  they  could  hardly  see  Flora 
before  the  evening,  when  she  Avould  be  at  the  concert  and  ball 
with  which  the  Prince's  party  were  to  be  entertained.     She 


WAVERLEY.  311 

and  I  liad  a  quarrel  about  her  not  appearing  to  take  leave  of 
you.  I  am  unwilling  to  renew  it  by  soliciting  her  to  receive 
you  this  morning;  and  perhaps  my  doing  so  might  not  only 
be  ineffectual,  but  prevent  your  meeting  this  evenmg," 

"While  thus  conversing,  Waverley  heard  in  the  court,  before 
the  windows  of  the  parlour,  a  well-known  voice.  "  I  aver  to 
you,  my  worthy  friend, "  said  the  speaker,  "  that  it  is  a  total 
dereliction  of  military  discipline ;  and  were  you  not  as  it  were 
a  tyro,  your  purpose  would  deserve  strong  reprobation.  For 
a  prisoner  of  war  is  on  no  account  to  be  coerced  with  fetters, 
or  debinded  in  ergastulo,  as  would  have  been  the  case  had  you 
put  this  gentleman  into  the  pit  of  the  peel-house  at  Balma- 
whapple.  I  grant,  indeed,  that  such  a  prisoner  may  for  secur- 
ity be  coerced  in  carcere,  that  is,  in  a  public  prison." 

The  growling  voice  of  Balmawhapple  was  heard  as  taking 
leave  in  displeasure,  but  the  word  *'  land-louper"  alone  was 
distinctly  audible.  He  had  disappeared  before  Waverley 
reached  the  house  in  order  to  greet  the  worthy  Baron  of  Brad- 
wardine.  The  uniform  in  which  he  was  now  attired,  a  l)lue 
coat,  naxnely,  with  gold  lace,  a  scarlet  Avaistcoat  and  breeches, 
and  immense  jack-boots,  seemed  to  have  added  fresh  stiffness 
and  rigidity  U)  liis  tall,  ])erpendicular  figure;  and  the  con- 
sciousness of  military  command  and  authority  had  increased, 
in  the  same  jjroportion,  the  self-importance  of  his  demeanour 
and  dogmatism  of  his  conversation. 

He  received  Waverley  with  his  usual  kindnosf?,  and  ex. 
pressed  immediate  anxiety  to  hear  an  explanation  of  the  cir- 
cumstances attending  the  loss  of  his  commission  in  (Jardiner's 
dragoons ;  "  not, "  he  said,  "  that  ho  had  the  least  apprehension 
of  his  young  friend  having  done  aught  which  could  merit  such 
ungenerous  treatment  as  he  had  received  fiom  government,  but 
beeaiise  it  was  right  and  seemly  that  Ihe,  Baron  of  Bradwardinn 
should  be,  in  ]»oint  of  trust  and  in  yioint  f)f  power,  fully  able 
to  refute  all  calumnies  against  the  heir  of  Waverley-Honour, 
whom  he  had  so  much  right  to  regard  as  his  own  son." 

Fergus  Mac-Ivor,  who  had  now  joined  them,  went  hastily 
over  the  cirenmstanees   of  Waverley's  story,  and  concluded 
"with  the  flattering  recejition  he  had  met  from  the  young  Cheva- 
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312  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

lier.  The  Baron  listened  iu  silence,  and  at  the  conclusion 
shook  Waver] ey  heartily  by  the  hand  and  congratulated  him 
upon  entering  the  service  of  his  lawful  Prince.  "For,"  con- 
tinued he,  "  although  it  has  been  justly  held  in  all  nations  a 
matter  of  scandal  and  dishonour  to  infringe  the  sac/ramentwnt, 
mUitaro,  and  that  whether  it  was  taken  by  each  soldier  singly, 
whilk  the  Romans  denominated  ^^e;*  conjurationem,  or  by  one 
soldier  in  name  of  the  rest,  yet  no  one  ever  doubted  that  the 
allegiance  so  sworn  was  discharged  by  the  ditnissio,  or  dis- 
charging of  a  soldier,  whose  case  would  be  as  hard  as  that  of 
colliers,  salters,  and  other  adscri2)ti  f/lehce,  or  slaves  of  the 
soil,  were  it  to  be  accounted  otherwise.  This  is  something 
like  the  brocard  expressed  by  the  learned  Sanchez  in  his  work 
De  Jiire-jurando,  which  you  have  questionless  consulted  upon 
this  occasion.  As  for  those  who. have  calumniated  you  by 
leasing-makiug,  I  protest  to  Heaven  I  think  they  have  justly 
incurred  the  penalty  of  the  Mernnonia  Lex,  also  called  Lex 
Bhemni'i,  which  is  prelected  upon  by  Tullius  in  his  oration 
In  Verrem.  I  should  have  deemed,  however,  Mr.  Waverley, 
that  before  destining  yourself  to  any  special  service  in  the 
army  of  the  Prince,  ye  might  have  inquired  what  rank  the  old 
Bradwardine  held  there,  and  whether  he  would  not  have  been 
peculiarly  happy  to  have  had  your  services  in  the  regiment  of 
horse  which  he  is  now  about  to  levy." 

Edward  eluded  this  reproach  by  pleading  the  necessity  of 
giving  an  immediate  answer  to  the  Prince's  proposal,  and 
his  uncertainty  at  the  moment  whether  his  friend  the  Baron 
was  with  the  army  or  engaged  u])on  service  elsewhere. 

This  punctilio  being  settled,  Waverley  made  inquiry  after 
Miss  Bradwardine,  and  Avas  informed  she  had  come  to  Edin- 
burgh with  Flora  Mac- Ivor,  under  guard  of  a  party  of  the 
Chieftain's  men.  This  step  was  indeed  necessary,  Tully- 
Veolan  having  become  a  very  unpleasant,  and  even  dangerous, 
place  of  residence  for  an  unprotected  young  lady,  on  account 
of  its  vicinity  to  the  Highlands,  and  also  to  one  or  two  large 
villages  which,  from  aversion  as  much  to  the  caterans  as  zeal 
for  presbytery,  had  declared  themselves  on  the  side  of  govern- 
mont,  aud  formed  irregular  bodies  of  partizans,  who  had  fre- 


WAVERLET.  313 

qnent  skirmishes  vdfh  the  mountaineers,  and  sometimes  at- 
tacked the  houses  of  the  Jacobite  gentry  in  the  braes,  or 
frontier  betwixt  the  mountain  and  plain. 

"I  -would  propose  to  you,"  continued  the  Baron,  "to  walk 
as  far  as  my  quarters  in  the  Luckenbooths,  and  to  admire  in 
your  passage  the  High  Street,  whilk  is,  beyond  a  shadow  of 
dubitation,  finer  than  any  street  whether  in  London  or  Paris. 
But  Rose,  poor  thing,  is  sorely  discomposed  with  the  firing 
of  the  Castle,  though  I  have  proved  to  her  from  Blondel  and 
Coehorn,  that  it  is  impossible  a  bullet  can  reach  these  build- 
ings ;  and,  besides,  I  have  it  in  charge  from  his  Royal  High- 
ness to  go  to  the  camp,  or  leaguer  of  our  army,  to  see  that  the 
men  do  condamare  vasa,  that  is,  truss  up  their  bag  and  bag- 
gage for  to-morrow's  march." 

"  That  will  be  easily  done  by  most  of  us, "  said  Mac-Ivor, 
laughing. 

"  Craving  your  pardon.  Colonel  Mac-Ivor,  not  quite  so  easily 
as  ye  seem  to  opine.  I  grant  most  of  your  folk  left  the  High- 
lands expedited  as  it  Avere,  and  free  from  the  incumbrance  of 
baggage;  but  it  is  unspeakable  the  quantity  of  useless  sprech- 
ery  which  they  have  collected  on  their  march.  I  saw  one 
fellow  of  yours  (craving  your  cardon  once  more)  with  a  pier- 
glass  upon  liis  back." 

"Ay,"  said  Fergus,  still  in  good-hiunour,  "  he  would  have 
told  you,  if  you  had  questioned  him,  'a  ganging  foot  is  aye 
getting.'  But  come,  my  dear  Baron,  you  know  as  well  as  I 
that  a  hundred  Uhlans,  or  a  single  troop  of  Hchmirschitz's 
I'andouiH,  would  mako  more  havoc  in  a  country  than  the 
knight  of  the  mirror  and  all  tho  rest  of  our  clans  put  to- 
gethpr." 

"  And  that  is  very  true  likewise,"  replied  tho  Baron;  "they 
are,  jus  the  heathen  author  says,  fn'oc'wiuis  in  (utpeetu,  viit.wres 
hi  firfii^  of  a  horrid  and  grim  visage,  hut  more  benign  in  de- 
meanour tlian  their  ])hysiopnomy  or  aspect  might  infer.  F.nt 
I  stand  here  talking  to  you  two  youngsters  when  I  should  be 
in  the  King's  Park." 

"  Bnt  yon  will  dine  with  Waverley  and  me  on  your  return? 
I  assure  you,  Baion,  though  I  can  live  like  a  Highlander  when 


314  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

needs  must,  I  remember  my  Paris  education,  and  understand 
perfectly /rt//'c  la  meilleure  chere." 

"  And  wha  the  deil  doubts  it, "  quoth  the  Baron,  laughing, 
"  when  ye  bring  only  the  cookery  and  the  gude  toun  must  fur- 
nish the  materials?  Weel,  I  have  some  business  in  the  toun 
too;  but  I'll  join  you  at  three,  if  the  vivers  can  tarry  so  long." 

So  saying,  he  took  leave  of  his  friends  and  went  to  look 
after  the  charge  which  had  been  assigned  him.. 


CHAPTER    XLII. 


A  soldier's   dinner. 


James  of  the  Needle  was  a  man  of  his  word  when  whisky 
was  no  party  to  the  contract;  and  upon  this  occasion  Galium 
Beg,  who  still  thought  himself  in  Waverley's  debt,  since  he 
had  declined  accepting  compensation  at  the  expense  of  mine 
host  of  the  Candlestick's  person,  took  the  opportmuty  of  dis- 
charging the  obligation,  by  mounting  guard  over  the  hereditary 
tailor  of  Sliochd  nan  Ivor;  and,  as  he  expressed  himself, 
"targed  him  tightly"  till  the  finishing  of  the  job.  To  rid 
himself  of  this  restraint,  Shemus's  needle  flew  through  the 
tartan  like  lightning;  and  as  the  artist  kept  chanting  some 
dreadful  skirmish  of  Fin  Macoul,  he  accomplished  at  least 
three  stitches  to  the  death  of  every  hero.  The  dress  was, 
therefore,  soon  ready,  for  the  short  coat  fitted  the  wearer,  and 
the  rest  of  the  apparel  required  little  adjustment. 

Our  hero  having  now  fairly  assumed  the  "  garb  of  old  Gaul," 
well  calculated  as  it  was  to  give  an  appearance  of  strength  to 
a  figure  which,  though  tall  and  well-made,  was  rather  elegant 
than  robust,  I  hope  my  fair  readers  will  excuse  him  if  he 
looked  at  himself  in  the  mirror  more  than  once,  and  could  not 
help  acknowledging  that  the  reflection  seemed  that  of  a, 
very  handsome  young  fellow.  In  fact,  there  was  no  disguis- 
ing it.  His  light-brown  hair — for  he  wore  no  periwig,  not- 
withstanding the  universal  fashion  of  the  time — became  the 
bonnet  which  surmounted  it.     His  person  promised  firmness 


WAVERLEY.  316 

and  agility,  to  -which  the  amjjle  folds  of  the  tartan  added  an 
air  of  dignity.      His  blue  eye  seemed  of  that  kind, 

Which  melted  in  love,  and  which  kindled  in  war ; 

and  an  air  of  bashfulness,  which  was  in  reality  the  effect  of 
want  of  habitual  intercourse  with  the  world,  gave  interest  to 
his  features,  without  injurnig  their  grace  or  intelligence. 

"He's  a  pratty  man,  a  very  pratty  man,"  said  Evan  Dhu 
(now  Ensign  Maccombich)  to  Fergus's  buxom  landlady. 

"  He's  veraweel,"  said  the  Widow  Flockhart,  "but  no  nae- 
thing  sae  weel-far'd  as  your  colonel,  ensign." 

"  I  wasna  comparing  them, "  quoth  Evan,  "  nor  was  I  speak- 
in  g  alxjut  his  being  weel-favoured;  but  only  that  Mv.  Waver- 
ley  looks  clean-made  and  cl/ liver,  and  like  a  proper  lad  o'  his 
quarters,  that  will  not  cr^cuarley  in  a  brulzie.  And,  indeed, 
he's  gleg  aneuch  at  the  broadsword  and  target.  I  hae  played 
wi'  him  myself  at  Glennaquoich,  and  sae  has  Vich  Ian  Vohr, 
often  of  a  Sunday  afternoon." 

*'  Lord  forgie  ye.  Ensign  Maccombich, "  said  the  alarmed 
Presljyterian ;  *'  I'm  sure  the  colonel  wad  never  do  the  like  o' 
that!" 

"Hout!  houti  Mrs.  Flockhart,"  replied  the  ensign,  "we'e 
yoiuig  ]>lude,  ye  ken;  and  young  saints,  auld  deils." 

"  r>ut  will  ye  fight  Avi'  Sir  Jolni  Cope  the  morn,  Ensiga 
Maccombich?"  demanded  Mrs.  Flockhart  of  her  guest. 

"Troth  I'se  ensure  him,  an  he'll  bide  us,  Mrs.  Flockhart," 
replifMl  the  Gael. 

"  And  will  yo  face  than  toaring  chields,  the  dragoons,  Ensign 
Ma(x;oiubic,h?"  again  inquired  Ihc  landlady. 

'*(;iaw  for  claw,  as  ('on an  said  to  Satan,  Mrs.  Flockhart, 
and  the  deevil  tak  the  shortest  nails." 

"  And  will  the  colonel  venture  on  the  bagganots  hinisell?" 

"  Yo  may  swear  it,  Mrs.  Flockhart;  the  very  first  inan  will 
he  l)e,  by  Saint  Thodar." 

"Merciful  goocbiess!  and  if  he's  killed  amaiig  the  red- 
coats!" exclaimed  the  soft-hearted  widow. 

"Troth,  if  it  should  sae  befall,  Mrs.  Tlofkhart,  T  km  ane 
that  will  no  be  living  to  weep  for  him.     But  we  maun  a'  live 


31G  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

the  day,  aiid  have  our  diniier;  and  there's  Vioh  Ian  Vohr  has 
packed  his  dorlach,  and  Mr.  Waverley's  wearied  wi'  majoring 
yonder  afore  the  nmckle  pier-glass ;  and  that  grey  auld  stoor 
carle,  the  Baron  o'  Bradwardine,  that  shot  young  Ronald  of 
Ballenkeiroch,  he's  coming  down  the  close  wi'  that  droghling 
coghling  bailie  body  they  ca'  Macwhupple,  just  like  the  Laird 
o'  Kittlegab's  French  cook,  wi'  his  turnspit  doggie  trindling 
ahint  him,  and  I  am  as  hungry  as  a  gled,  my  bonny  dow ;  sae 
bid  Kate  set  on  the  broo',  and  do  ye  put  on  your  pinners,  for 
ye  ken  Vich  Ian  Vohr  winna  sit  down  till  ye  be  at  the  head  o' 
the  table; — and  dinna  forget  the  pint  bottle  o'  brandy,  my 


woman." 


This  hint  produced  dinner.  Mrs.  Flockhart,  smiling  in  her 
weeds  like  the  sun  through  a  mist,  took  the  head  of  the  table, 
thinking  within  herself,  perhaps,  that  she  cared  not  how  long 
the  rebellion  lasted  that  brought  her  into  company  so  much 
above  her  usual  associates.  She  was  supported  by  Waverley 
and  the  Baron,  with  the  advantage  of  the  (Chieftain  vis-a-vis. 
The  men  of  peace  and  of  war,  that  is,  Bailie  Macwheeble  and 
Ensign  Maccombich,  after  many  profound  conges  to  their 
superiors  and  each  other,  took  their  places  on  each  side  of  the 
Chieftain.  Their  fare  was  excellent,  time,  place,  and  circum- 
stances considered,  and  Fergus's  spirits  were  extravagantly 
high.  Regardless  of  danger,  and  sanguine  from  temper, 
youth,  and  ambition,  he  saw  in  imagination  all  his  prospects 
crowned  with  success,  and  was  totally  indifferent  to  the  prob- 
aljle  alternative  of  a  soldier's  grave.  The  Baron  apologised 
slightly  for  bringing  Macwheeble.  They  had  been  providing, 
he  said,  for  the  expenses  of  the  campaign.  "  And,  by  my 
faith,"  said  the  old  man,  "as  I  think  this  will  be  my  last,  so 
I  just  end  where  I  began :  I  hae  evermore  found  the  sinews 
of  war,  as  a  learned  author  calls  the  coisse  militaire,  mair 
difficult  to  come  by  than  either  its  flesh,  blood,  or  bones." 

"  ^^r^lat !  have  you  raised  our  only  efficient  body  of  cavalry, 
and  got  ye  none  of  the  louis-d'or  out  of  the  Doutelle  '  to  help 
you?" 

*  The  Doutelle  was  an  armed  vessel  which  brought  a  small  supply  of 
money  and  arms  from  France  for  the  use  of  the  insurgents. 


WAVERLEY.  317 

"Ko,  Glenn aquoich ;  cleverer  fellows  have  been  before  me." 

"That's  a  scandal,"  said  the  young  Highlander;  "but  you 
will  share  what  is  left  of  my  subsidy ;  it  will  save  you  an 
anxious  thought  to-night,  and  will  be  all  one  to-morrow,  for 
we  shall  all  be.j)rovided  for,  one  way  or  other,  before  the  sun 
sets. "  Waverley,  blushing  deeply,  but  with  great  earnestness, 
pressed  the  same  request. 

"  I  thank  ye  baith,  my  good  lads, "  said  the  Baron,  "  but  I 
will  not  infringe  upon  your  peculium.  Bailie  Macwheeble  has 
provided  the  sum  which  is  necessary." 

Here  the  Bailie  shifted  and  fidgeted  about  in  his  seat,  and 
appeared  extremely  uneasy.  At  length,  after  several  pre- 
liminary hems,  and  much  tautological  expression  of  his  devo- 
tion to  his  honour's  service,  by  night  or  day,  living  or  dead,  he 
began  to  insinuate,  "  that  the  banks  had  removed  a'  their  ready 
cash  intotlie  Castle;  that,  nae  doubt,  Sandie  Ooldie,  the  silver- 
smitli,  would  do  micklo  for  his  honoiov  but  there  was  little 
time  to  get  the  wadset  made  out ;  and;,  doubtless,  if  his  honour 
Glennaquoich  or  IVfr.  Wauverley  could  accommodate " 

"Let  me  hear  of  no  such  nonsense,  sir,"  said  the  Baron,  in 
atone  which  rendered  Macwheeble  mute,  "but  proceed  as  we 
accorded  l^efore  dinner,  if  it  be  your  wish  to  remain  in  my 
service." 

To  this  peremptory  order  the  Bailie,  though  lie  felt  as  if 
condemned  to  suffer  a  transfusion  of  l)lood  from  his  own  veins 
intf)  those  of  tlie  liaron,  did  nf)t  ])resunie  to  make  any  reply. 
After  fidgeting  a  little  while  longer,  liowever,  he  addressed 
himself  to  CJlennaquoich,  and  told  liiin,  if  his  honour  had  mair 
ready  siller  than  was  sufticiHiit  for  his  occasions  in  the  field, 
he  could  j)ut  it  out  at  use  for  his  honour  in  safe  hands  and  at 
great  j)rofit  at  this  time. 

At  this  i)roposal  Fergus  laiighed  heartily,  and  answered, 
when  he  had  recovered  his  breath;  "Many  thanks.  Bailie; 
but  you  must  know,  it  is  a  general  custom  among  us  soldiers 
to  nifiko  our  landlady  our  banker.  Here,  Mrs.  Flockliart, " 
said  he,  taking  four  or  five  broad  pieces  out  of  a  well-fillecl 
purse  and  tossing  the  ]iiirse  itself,  with  its  remaining  (^ontenis, 
into  her  aprou,  "  these  will  serve  my  occasions }  do  you  take 


'"^18  WAVERLEY  NO\ELS. 

the  rest.  Be  my  banker  if  I  live,  and  my  executor  if  I  die; 
but  take  care  to  give  something  to  the  Highlaiid  cailliachs  ' 
that  shall  cry  the  coi-onach  loudest  for  the  last  Vich  Ian  Vohr." 

"It  is  the  festamentum  militare,"  quoth  the  Baron,  "whilk, 
amangthe  Komans,  was  privilegiate  to  be  nuncupative. "  But 
the  soft  heart  of  Mrs.  Flockhart  was  melted  within  her  at  the 
Chieftain's  speech;  she  set  up  a  lamentable  blubbering,  and 
positively  refused  to  touch  the  bequest,  which  Fergus  was 
therefore  obliged  to  resume. 

"Well,  then,"  said  the  Chief,  "if  I  fall,  it  will  go  to  the 
grenadier  that  knocks  my  brains  out,  and  I  shall  take  care  he 
works  hard  for  it." 

Bailie  Macwheeble  was  again  tempted  to  put  in  his  oar ;  for 
where  cash  was  concerned  he  did  not  willingly  remain  silent. 
**  Perhaps  he  had  better  carry  the  gowd  to  Miss  Mac-Ivor,  in 
case  of  mortality  or  accidents  of  war.  It  might  tak  the  form 
of  a  mo/'tis  causa  donation  in  the  yoimg  leddie's  favour,  and 
wad  cost  but  the  scrape  of  a  pen  to  mak  it  out. " 

"  The  young  lady, "  said  Fergus,  "  shovdd  such  an  event 
happen,  will  have  other  matters  to  think  of  than  these 
wretched  louis-d'or." 

"True — undeniable — there's  nae  doubt  o'  that;  but  your 
honour  kens  that  a  full  sorrow " 

"  Is  endurable  by  most  folk  more  easily  than  a  hungry  one? 
True,  Bailie,  very  true;  and  I  believe  there  may  even  be  some 
who  would  be  consoled  by  such  a  reflection  for  the  loss  of  the 
whole   existing    generation.     But   there   is    a   sorrow   which 

knows  neither  hunger  nor  thirst ;  and  poor  Flora "     He 

paused,  and  the  whole  company  sympathised  in  his  emotion. 

The  Baron's  thoughts  naturally  reverted  to  the  unprotected 
state  of  his  daughter,  and  the  big  tear  came  to  the  veteran's 
eye.  "If  I  fall,  Macwheeble,  you  have  all  my  papers  and 
know  all  my  affairs;  be  just  to  Ilose." 

The  Bailie  was  a  man  of  earthly  mould,  after  all ;  a  good 
deal  of  dirt  and  dross  about  him,  undoubtedly,  but  some  kind- 
ly and  just  feelings  he  had,  especially  where  the  Baron  or  his 

'  Old  women,  on  whom  devolved  the  duty  of  lamenting  for  the  dead, 
which  the  Irish  call  keeninj. 


WAVERLEY.  319 

young  mistress  were  concerned.  He  set  iip  a  lamentable 
howl.  "  If  that  doleful  day  should  come,  while  Duncan  Mac- 
wheeble  had  a  boddle  it  should  be  Miss  Rose's.  He  wald 
scroll  for  a  plack  the  sheet  or  she  kenn'd  what  it  was  to  want; 
if  indeed  a'  the  bonnie  baronie  o'  Bradwardine  and  TuUy- 
Veolan,  with  the  fortalice  and  manor-place  thereof  (he  kept 
sob])iug  and  whining  at  every  pause),  tofts,  crofts,  mosses, 
muiis  —  outtield,  infield  —  buildings  —  orchards — dove-cots — 
with  the  right  of  net  and  coble  in  the  water  and  loch  of  Veolan — 
teinds,  parsonage  and  vicarage — annexis,  connexis — rights  of 
pasturage — fuel,  feal  and  divot — parts,  pendicles,  and  perti- 
nents whatsoever — (here  he  had  recourse  to  the  end  of  his  long 
cravat  to  wipe  his  eyes,  which  ovei-flowed,  in  spite  of  him,  at 
the  ideas  which  this  technical  jargon  conjured  up) — all  as  more 
fully  described  in  the  proper  evidents  and  titles  thereof — and 
lying  within  the  parisli  of  Bradwardine  and  the  shire  of 
Pertli — if,  as  aforesaid,  they  must  a'  })ass  from  my  master's 
child  to  Inch-Grabbit,  wha's  a  Whig  and  a  Hanoverian,  and 
be  managed  by  his  doer,  Jamie  Howie,  wha's  no  tit  to  be  a 
birlieman,  let  be  a  bailie " 

The  beginning  of  tliis  lamentation  really  had  something 
affecting,  but  the  conclusion  rendered  laughter  irresistible. 
"Never  mind,  liailie, "  said  Knsign  Maccombich,  "for  the 
gude  auld  times  of  rugging  and  riving  (pulling  and  tearing) 
are  come  back  again,  an'  Sneckus  Mac-Snackus  (meaning, 
probably,  annexis,  connexis),  and  a'  the  rest  of  your  friends, 
maun  gie  place  to  the  langost  claymore." 

"  And  that  claymore  wliall  be  ours,  Bailie,"  said  the  Chief- 
tain, who  Haw  that  ^lacwhecble  looked  very  blank  at  this 
intimation. 

"  We'll  give  thom  the  motal  our  mountnin  nHords 

TyillDiiilcro*  IxilU'ii  ii  In, 
And  in  place  of  l)r<>(nl-|)it'r('s,  we'll  j)ay  with  l)roa(lsw(ir<lH 

lycro,  luni,  civ. 
With  dnn.s  and  with  ilchts  w('  will  Hoon  rlcar  our  score, 

T,illilillllTO,  ctr. 

For  the  man  that's  tIniH  paid  will  crave  payment  no  more, 
Lero,  lero,  etc.  • 

■  These  linea,  or  something  like  them,  occur  in  an  old  Magazine  uf  the 
period. 


320  WAVERLEY  NOVELS 

But  come,  r>ailie,  be  not  cast  down;  drink  your  wine  with 
a  joyous  heart;  the  Baron  shall  return  safe  and  victorious  to 
Tully-Yeolan,  and  imite  Killancureit's  lairdshij)  Avith  his  own, 
since  the  cowardly  half-bred  swine  will  not  turn  out  for  the 
Prince  like  a  gentleman." 

"  To  be  sure,  they  lie  maist  ewest, "  said  the  Bailie,  wiping 
his  eyes,  "  and  should  naturally  fa'  under  the  same  factory." 

"  And  I, "  proceeded  the  Chieftain,  "  shaU  take  care  of  my- 
self, too ;  for  you  must  know,  I  have  to  complete  a  good  work 
here,  by  bringing  Mrs.  Mockhart  into  the  bosom  of  the  Catho- 
lic church,  or  at  least  half  way,  and  that  is  to  your  Episcopal 
meeting-house.  0  Baron !  if  you  heard  her  fine  counter-tenor 
admonishing  Kate  and  Matty  in  the  morning,  you,  who  under- 
stand music,  would  tremble  at  the  idea  of  hearing  her  shriek 
in  the  psalmody  of  Haddo's  Hole." 

"  Lord  forgie  you,  colonel,  how  ye  rin  on !  But  I  hope  your 
honours  will  tak  tea  before  ye  gang  to  the  palace,  and  I  maun 
gang  and  mask  it  for  you." 

So  saying,  Mrs.  Flockhart  left  the  gentlemen  to  their  own 
conversation,  which,  as  might  be  supposed,  turned  chiefly 
upon  the  approaching  events  of  the  campaign. 


CHAPTER   XLIII. 

THE    BALL. 


Ensign  Maccombich  having  gone  to  the  Highland  camp 
upon  duty,  and  Bailie  Macwheeble  having  retired  to  digest 
his  dinner  and  Evan  Dhu's  intimation  of  martial  law  in  some 
blind  change-house,  Waverley,  with  the  Baron  and  the  Chief- 
tain, x^roceeded  to  Holyrood  House.  The  two  last  were  in 
full  tide  of  spirits,  and  the  Baron  rallied  in  his  way  our  hero 
ujxjn  the  handsome  figure  which  his  new  dress  displayed  to 
advantage.  "If  you  have  any  design  upon  the  heart  of  a 
bonny  Scotch  lassie,  I  would  premonish  you,  when  you  address 
her,  to  remember  and  quote  the  words  of  Virgilius: 

■Nunc  insanus  amor  duri  me  Martis  in  armis, 
Tela  inter  media  atque  udversoa  dctinet  liostes  ; 


WAVERLEY.  *        321 

"whilk  verses  Robertson  of  Struan,  Chief  of  the  Clan  Bonnochy 
(unless  the  claims  of  Lude  ought  to  be  preferred  primo  loco), 
has  thus  elegantly  rendered : 

For  cruel  love  has  gartan'd  low  my  leg, 
And  clad  my  hurdles  in  a  philabeg. 

Although,  indeed,  ye  wear  the  trews,  a  garment  whilk  I  ap- 
prove maist  of  the  twa,  as  mair  ancient  and  seemly." 
"  Or  rather, "  said  Fergus,  ''  hear  my  song : 

She  wadna  hae  a  Lowland  laird, 

Nor  be  an  Englisli  lady  ; 
But  she's  away  with  Duncan  Graeme, 

And  he's  row'd  her  in  his  plaidy." 

By  this  time  they  reached  the  palace  of  Holyrood,  and 
were  announced  respectively  as  they  entered  the  apartments. 

It  is  but  too  well  known  how  many  gentlemen  of  rank,  edu- 
cation, and  fortune  took  a  concern  in  the  ill-fated  and  desper- 
ate undertaking  of  1745.  The  ladies,  also,  of  Scotland  very 
generally  espoused  the  cause  of  the  gallant  and  handsome 
young  I'rince,  who  threw  himself  upon  the  mercy  of  liia 
countrymen  rather  like  a  hero  of  romance  than  a  calculating 
politician.  It  is  not,  tlierefore,  to  be  wondered  that  Edward, 
who  had  spent  the  greater  part  of  his  life  in  the  solemn  seclu- 
sion of  Waverley-llonour,  should  have  been  dazzled  at  tlie 
liveliness  and  elegance  of  the  scene  now  exhibited  in  the 
long-deserted  luills  of  tlie  Scottisli  ])alace.  The  accompani- 
ments, indeed,  fell  sliort  of  splendoui-,  beijig  such  as  the  eon- 
fusion  and  hurry  of  the  time  admitted;  still,  however,  the 
gentM-al  effect  was  striking,  and,  the  rank  of  the  company 
considered,  might  well  bo  called  l)rilliant. 

It  was  not  long  before  the  lover's  e30  discovered  the  ol)ject 
of  liis  atta<;liment.  Flora  Mae- Ivor  w;us  in  tlio  a(!t  of  return- 
ing tx>  her  seat,  near  the  toj)  of  the  room,  with  Rose  IJradwar- 
dine  by  her  side.  Among  much  elegance  and  beauty,  they 
hafl  attracted  a  great  degree  of  the  public  attention,  being 
certainly  two  of  the  liandsomest  women  j)resent.  The  I'rinco 
took  much  notice  of  Ixjth,  particularly  of  Flora,  with  whom 


322       •  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

he  danced,  a  preference  which  she  probably  owed  to  her  foreign 
education  and  command  of  the  French  and  Italian  languages. 

When  the  bustle  attending  the  conclusion  of  the  dance  per- 
mitted, Edward  almost  intuitively  followed  Fergus  to  the  place 
where  Miss  Mac-Ivor  was  seated.  The  sensation  of  hope  with 
which  he  had  nursed  his  affection  in  absence  of  the  beloved 
object  seemed  to  vanisli  in  her  presence,  and,  like  one  striving 
to  recover  the  particulars  of  a  forgotten  dream,  he  would  have 
given  the  world  at  that  moment  to  have  recollected  the  grounds 
on  which  he  had  founded  expectations  which  now  seemed  so 
delusive.  He  accompanied  Fergus  with  downcast  eyes,  ting- 
ling ears,  and  the  feelings  of  the  criminal  who,  while  the 
melancholy  cart  moves  slowly  through  the  crowds  that  have 
assembled  to  behold  his  execution,  receives  no  clear  sensation 
either  from  the  noise  which  fills  his  ears  or  the  tumult  on 
Avhich  he  casts  his  wandering  look. 

Flora  seemed  a  little — a  very  little — affected  and  discom- 
posed at  his  approach.  "I  bring  you  an  adopted  son  of 
Ivor,"  said  Fergus. 

'•  And  I  receive  him  as  a  second  brother, "  replied  Flora. 

There  was  a  slight  emphasis  on  the  word,  which  would  have 
escaped  every  ear  but  one  that  was  feverish  with  apprehension. 
It  was,  however,  distinctly  marked,  and,  combined  with  her 
whole  tone  and  manner,  plainly  intimated,  "  I  will  never  think 
of  Mr.  Waverley  as  a  more  intimate  connexion."  Edward 
stopped,  bowed,  and  looked  at  Fergus,  who  bit  his  lip,  a 
movement  of  anger  which  proved  that  he  also  had  put  a  sinis- 
ter interpretation  on  the  reception  which  his  sister  had  given 
his  friend.  "This,  then,  is  an  end  of  my  day-dream!"  Such 
Avas  Waverley's  first  thought,  and  it  was  so  exquisitely  pain- 
ful as  to  banish  from  his  cheek  every  drop  of  blood. 

"Good  God!"  said  Rose  Bradwardine,  "he  is  not  yet  re- 
covered!" 

These  words,  which  she  uttered  with  great  emotion,  were 
overheard  by  the  Chevalier  himself,  who  stepped  hastily  for- 
ward, and,  taking  Waverley  by  the  hand,  inquired  kindly 
after  his  health,  and  added  that  he  wished  to  speak  with  him. 
By  a  strong  and  sudden  effort,  which  the  circumstances  ren- 


WAVERLEY,  323 

dered  indispensable,  Waverley  recovered  himself  so  far  as  to 
follow  the  Chevalier  in  silence  to  a  recess  in  the  apartment. 

Here  the  Prince  detained  him  some  time,  asking  various 
questions  about  the  great  Tory  and  Catholic  families  of  Eng- 
land, their  connexions,  their  influence,  and  the  state  of  their 
affections  towards  the  house  of  Stuart.  To  these  queries  Ed- 
ward could  not  at  any  time  have  given  more  than  general 
answers,  and  it  may  be  supposed  that,  in  the  present  state  of 
his  feelings,  his  responses  Avere  mdistinct  even  to  confusion. 
The  Chevalier  smiled  once  or  twice  at  the  incongruity  of  his 
replies,  Init  continued  the.  same  style  of  conversation,  al- 
thfjugli  he  found  himself  obliged  to  occupy  the  principal  share 
of  it,  until  he  perceived  that  Waverley  had  recovered  his  pres- 
ence of  mind.  It  is  probable  that  this  long  audience  was 
partly  meant  to  further  the  idea  which  the  Prince  desii-ed 
should  be  entertained  among  his  followers,  that  Waverley  was 
a  character  of  political  influence.  Jiut  it  appeared,  from  his 
concluding  expressions,  tliat  he  had  a  different  and  good-na- 
tured motive,  personal  to  our  hew,  for  prolonging  tlie  confer- 
ence. "  I  cannot  resist  the  temptation, "  he  said,  "  of  boasting 
of  my  own  discretion  as  a  lady's  confidant.  You  see,  Mr. 
AVaverley,  that  I  know  all,  and  I  assure  you  I  am  deej)ly  inter- 
ested in  the  affair.  l'>ut,  my  good  young  friend,  you  must  put 
a  more  severe  restraint  ui)on  your  feelings.  Tliore  are  inany 
here  whose  eyes  can  see  as  clearly  as  mine,  but  the  prudence 
of  whose  tongues  may  not  be  equally  trusted." 

So  saying,  he  turned  easily  away  and  joined  a  circle  of 
officers  at  a  few  paces'  distance,  leaving  Waverley  to  nieditato 
upon  his  parting  expression,  which,  though  not  intelligiliUs  to 
hiia  in  its  whole  jmrport,  was  sufhcicntly  so  in  the  caution 
which  the  last  word  recommended.  Making,  therefore,  an 
effort  to  show  himself  wortliy  of  the  interest  which  his  new 
niJ'.ster  had  rxpresBod,  by  instant  obedience  to  his  reeommon- 
dation,  ho  walked  up  to  the  spot  where  Flora  and  IMiss  I'>rad- 
wardine  were  still  seated,  and  having  made  liis  compliments 
to  the  latter,  ho  succeeded,  even  beyond  his  own  expectation, 
in  entering  into  conversation  upon  general  tx)pic3. 

If,  my  dear  reader,  thou  hast  ever  happened  to  take  post- 


324  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

horses  at  or  at (one  at  least  of  which  blanks,  or 

more  probably  both,  you  will  be  able  to  till  up  from  an  iun 
near  your  own  residence),  you  must  have  observed,  and  doubt- 
less with  sympathetic  pain,  the  reluctant  agony  with  which 
the  poor  jades  at  first  apply  their  galled  necks  to  the  collars 
of  the  harness.  But  when  the  irresistible  arguments  of  the 
post-boy  have  prevailed  upon  them  to  proceed  a  mile  or  two, 
they  will  become  callous  to  the  first  sensation;  and  being 
warm  in  the  har7iess,  as  the  said  post-boy  may  term  it,  pro- 
ceed as  if  their  withers  were  altogether  unwrung.  This  simile 
so  much  corresponds  with  the  state  of  Waverley's  feelings  in 
the  course  of  this  memorable  evening,  that  I  prefer  it  (espe- 
cially as  being,  I  trust,  wholly  original)  to  any  more  splendid 
illustration  with  which  Byshe's  Art  of  Poetrij  might  supply  me. 
Exertion,  like  virtue,  is  its  own  reward;  and  our  hero  had, 
moreover,  other  stimulating  motives  for  persevering  in  a  dis- 
play of  affected  composure  and  indifference  to  Flora's  obvious 
unkindness.  Pride,  which  supplies  its  caustic  as  a  useful, 
though  severe,  remedy  for  the  wounds  of  affection,  came 
rapidly  to  his  aid.  Distinguished  by  the  favour  of  a  prince ; 
destined,  he  had  room  to  hope,  to  play  a  conspicuous  part  in 
the  revolution  which  awaited  a  mighty  kingdom ;  excelling, 
probably,  in  mental  acquirements,  and  eciualling,  at  least  in 
personal  accomplishments,  most  of  the  noble  and  distinguished 
persons  with  whom  he  was  now  ranked ;  young,  wealthy,  and 
high-born, — could  he,  or  ought  he,  to  droop  beneath  the  frown 
of  a  capricious  beauty? 

0  nymph,  unrelenting  and  cold  as  thou  art, 
My  bosom  is  proud  as  thine  own. 

With  the  feeling  expressed  in  these  beautiful  lines  (which, 
however,  were  not  then  written) ; '  Waverley  determined  upon 
convincing  Flora  that  he  was  not  to  be  depressed  by  a  rejec- 
tion in  which  his  vanity  whispered  that  perhaps  she  did  her 
own  prosjjects  as  much  injustice  as  his.  And,  to  aid  this 
change  of  feeling,  there  lurked  the  secret  and  unacknowledged 

•  They  occur  in  Miss  Seward's  fine  verses,  beginning  : 
"  To  thy  rocks,  stormy  Lannow,  adieu." 


WAVERLEY.  326 

hope  that  she  might  learn  to  prize  his  affection  more  highly, 
■when  she  did  not  conceive  it  to  be  altogether  within  her  own 
choice  to  attract  or  repulse  it.  There  was  a  mystic  tone  of 
encouragement,  also,  in  the  Chevalier's  words,  though  he 
feared  they  only  referred  to  the  wishes  of  Fergus  in  favour  of 
an  union  between  him  and  his  sister.  But  the  whole  circum- 
stances of  time,  place,  and  incident  combined  at  once  to 
awaken  his  imagination  and  to  call  upon  him  for  a  manly  and 
decisive  tone  of  conduct,  leaving  to  fate  to  dispose  of  the  issue. 
Should  he  appear  to  be  the  only  one  sad  and  disheartened  on  the 
eve  of  battle,  how  greedily  would  the  tale  be  commented  upon 
by  the  slander  which  had  been  already  but  too  busy  with  his 
fame !  Never,  never,  he  internally  resolved,  shall  my  unpro- 
voked enemies  possess  such  an  advantage  over  my  reputation. 
Under  the  influence  of  these  mixed  sensations,  and  cheered 
at  times  by  a  smile  of  intelligence  and  approbation  from  the 
Prince  as  he  passed  the  group,  Waverley  exei-ted  his  powers 
of  fancy,  animation,  and  eloquence,  and  attracted  the  general 
admii-ation  of  the  company.  The  conversation  gradually  as- 
sumed the  tone  best  qualified  for  the  display  of  his  talents  and 
acfpiisitions.  The  gaiety  of  the  evening  was  exalted  in  char- 
acter, rather  than  checked,  by  the  approaching  dangers  of  the 
morrow.  All  nei-ves  were  strung  for  tlie  future,  and  prepared 
to  enjoy  the  present.  This  mood  of  mind  is  highly  favourable 
for  tlio  exercise  of  the  powers  of  imagination,  fur  i)oetry,  and 
for  that  elofpxence  whi(!h  is  allied  to  poetry.  Waverley,  as  we 
have  elsewhere  observed,  possessed  at  times  a  wonderful  flow 
of  rhetoric;  and  on  the  ])re,sent  occasion  lie  touclied  morellian 
once  the  higher  notes  f)f  fei^ing,  and  then  again  ran  otT  in  a 
wild  vf)Iuntary  of  fanciful  mirth.  Ho  was  supported  and  ex- 
cited by  kindred  spirits,  who  felt  the  same  impulse  of  mood 
and  time;  and  even  those  of  more  cold  and  calculating  habits 
were  hurried  along  hy  the  toiTcnt.  Many  ladies  dp(!lined  the 
dant^e,  whieh  still  went  forward,  and  \mder  various  j)retenee3 
joined  the  i)arty  to  which  the  "handsome  young  Knglishnum" 
Bcemcd  to  have  attached  himself.  He  was  presented  to  several 
of  the  ftrst  rank,  and  his  manners,  which  for  the  present  were 
alto^tther  free  f  roiu  the  bashful  restraint  by  which,  in  a  moment 


326  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

of  less  excitation,  they  were  usually  clouded,  gave  universal 
delight. 

Flora  Mac-Ivor  appeared  to  be  the  only  female  present  who 
regarded  him  with  a  degree  of  coldness  and  reserve;  yet  even 
she  could  not  suppress  a  sort  of  wonder  at  talents  which,  in  the 
course  of  their  acquaintance,  she  had  never  seen  displayed 
with  equal  brilliancy  and  impressive  effect.  I  do  not  know 
whether  she  might  not  feel  a  momentary  regret  at  having 
taken  so  decisive  a  resolution  upon  the  addresses  of  a  lover 
who  seemed  fitted  so  well  to  fill  a  high  place  in  the  highest 
stations  of  society.  Certainly  she  had  hitherto  accounted 
among  the  incurable  deficiencies  of  Edward's  disposition  the 
mauvaise  lionte  which,  as  she  had  been  educated  in  the  first 
foreign  circles,  and  was  little  acquainted  with  the  shyness  of 
English  manners,  was  in  her  opinion  too  nearly  related  to 
timidity  and  imbecility  of  disposition.  But  if  a  passing  wish 
occurred  that  Waverley  could  have  rendered  himself  uniform- 
ly thus  amiable  and  attractive,  its  influence  was  momentary; 
for  circumstances  had  arisen  since  they  met  which  rendered  in 
her  eyes  the  resolution  she  had  formed  respecting  him  final 
and  irrevocable. 

With  opposite  feelings  Rose  Bradwardine  bent  her  whole 
soul  to  listen.  She  felt  a  secret  triumph  at  the  public  tribute 
paid  to  one  whose  merit  she  had  learned  to  prize  too  early  and 
too  fondly.  Without  a  thought  of  jealousy,  without  a  feeling 
of  fear,  pain,  or  doubt,  and  undisturbed  by  a  single  selfish 
consideration,  she  resigned  herself  to  the  pleasure  of  observ- 
ing the  general  murmur  of  applause.  When  Waverley  spoke, 
her  ear  was  exclusively  filled  with  his  voice ;  when  others 
answered,  her  eye  took  its  turn  of  observation,  and  seemed  to 
watch  his  reply.  Perhaps  the  delight  which  she  experienced 
in  the  course  of  that  evening,  though  transient,  and  followed 
by  much  sorrow,  was  in  its  nature  the  most  pure  and  disinter- 
ested which  the  human  mind  is  capable  of  enjoying. 

"  Baron, "  said  the  Chevalier,  "  I  would  not  trust  my  mis- 
tress in  the  company  of  your  young  friend.  He  is  really, 
though  perhaps  somewhat  romantic,  one  of  the  most  fascinating 
young  men  whom  I  have  ever  seen." 


WAVERLET.  327 

**  And  by  my  honour,  sir, "  replied  tlie  Baron,  "  the  lad  can 
sometimes  be  as  dowlf  as  a  sexagenary  like  myself.  If  your 
Eoyal  Highness  had  seen  him  di-eaming  and  dozing  about  the 
banks  of  Tully-Veolan  like  an  hypochondiiac  person,  or,  as 
Burton's  Anatomia  hath  it,  a  phrenesiac  or  lethargic  patient, 
you  would  wonder  where  he  hath  sae  suddenly  acquired  all 
this  fine  sprack  festivity  and  jocularity." 

"  Truly,"  said  Fergus  Mac-Ivor,  "  I  think  it  can  only  be  the 
inspiration  of  the  tartans ;  for,  though  Waverley  be  always  a 
young  fellow  of  sense  and  honour,  I  have  hitherto  often  found 
him  a  very  absent  aud  inattentive  companion. " 

"  TVe  are  the  more  obliged  to  him, "  said  the  Prince,  "  for 
having  reserved  fur  this  evening  qualities  which  even  such  in- 
timate friends  had  not  discovered.  But  come,  gentlemen,  the 
night  advances,  and  the  business  of  to-morrow  must  be  early 
thought  upon.  Each  take  charge  of  his  fair  partner,  and 
honour  a  small  refreshment  with  your  company." 

He  led  the  way  to  another  suite  of  apartments,  and  asf?nmed 
the  seat  and  canopy  at  the  head  of  a  long  range  of  tables  with 
an  air  of  dignity,  mingled  with  courtesy,  which  well  became 
his  high  birth  and  lofty  pretensions.  An  hour  had  hardly 
flown  away  when  the  musicians  played  the  signal  for  parting 
BO  well  known  in  Scotland.' 

"  f iuod-night,  then,"  said  the  Chevalier,  rising;  "Good- 
night, and  joy  bo  with  you !  Good-night,  fair  ladies,  who  liave 
BO  highly  honoured  a  proscribed  and  banislied  Prince!  Good- 
night, my  brave  friends;  may  the  happiness  we  have  tliis 
evening  experienced  be  an  omen  of  our  return  to  these  our 
paternal  halls,  speedily  and  in  triuni])!!,  and  of  many  aud 
many  ftiture  meetuigs  of  mirth  and  jjleasure  in  the  pahuje  of 
Holyrood!" 

When  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine  afterwards  mentioned  this 
adieu  of  the  Chevalier,  he  never  failed  to  repeat,  ui  a  melan- 
choly tone : 

"  Audiit,  Pt  voti  I'ha-bns  HnccwJero  partem 
Mftit<-  (ledit  ;  iiHrt<iii  voIuctch  fliaporsit  in  aviras ; 


'  Which  is,  or  waa  wont  to  be,  the  old  air  of  *'  Good-night  and  joy  bo  wf 
you  a'." 


328  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

which, "  as  he  added,  **  is  weel  rendered  into  English  netre 
by  my  friend  Bangour: 

Ae  half  tlie  prayer  wi'  Phoebus  grace  did  find, 
The  t'other  halt  he  whistled  down  the  wind." 


CHAPTER   XLIV. 

THE     MARCH. 


The  conflicting  passions  and  exhausted  feelings  of  Waverley 
had  resigned  hiin  to  late  but  sound  repose.  He  was  dreaming 
of  Glennaquoich,  and  had  transferred  to  the  halls  of  Ivan  nau 
Chaistel  the  festal  train  which  so  lately  graced  those  of  Holy- 
rood.  The  pibroch  too  was  distinctly  heard;  and  this  at 
least  was  no  delusion,  for  the  "  proud  step  of  the  chief  piper" 
of  the  "  chlain  Mac-Ivor"  was  perambulating  the  court  before 
the  door  oi  his  Chieftam's  quarters,  and  as  Mrs.  Flockhart, 
apparently  no  friend  to  his  minstrelsy,  was  pleased  to  observe, 
"garring  the  very  stane-and-lime  wa's  dingle  wi'  his  screech- 
ing." Of  course  it  soon  became  too  powerful  for  Waverley 's 
di-eam,  with  which  it  had  at  first  rather  harmonised. 

The  sound  of  Callum's  brogues  in  his  apartment  (for  Mac- 
Ivor  had  agam  assigned  Waverley  to  his  care)  was  the  next 
note  of  parting.  "Winnayer  honour  bang  up?  Vich  Ian 
Vohr  and  ta  Prince  are  awa  to  the  laug  green  glen  ahint  the 
clachan,  tat  they  ca'  the  King's  Park,'  and  mony  ane's  on  his 
ain  shanks  the  day  that  will  1)e  carried  on  ither  folk's  ere 
night." 

Waverley  sprung  up,  and,  with  Callum's  assistance  and  in- 
structions, adjusted  his  tartans  in  proper  costume,  Cailum 
told  him  also,  "tat  hie  leather  dorloch  wi'  the  lock  on  her 
was  come  f rae  Doune,  and  she  was  awa  again  in  the  wain  wi' 
Vich  Ian  Vohr's  walise." 

By  this  periphrasis  Waverley  readily  apprehended  his  port- 

The  main  body  of  the  Highland  army  encampetl,  or  rather  bivouacked. 
In  that  part  of  the  King's  Park  which  lies  towards  the  village  of  Dudding*" 
ton. 


WAVERLEY.  329 

manteau  "was  intended.  He  thought  upon  the  mysterious 
packet  of  the  maid  of  the  cavern,  which  seemed  always  to  es- 
cape him  when  within  his  very  grasp.  But  this  was  no  time 
for  indulgence  of  curiosity ;  and  having  declined  Mrs.  Flock- 
hai't's  compliment  of  a  morning ,  i.e.,  a  matutinal  dram,  being 
probably  the  only  man  in  the  Chevalier's  army  by  whom  such 
a  courtesy  would  have  been  rejected,  he  made  his  adieus  and 
departed  with  Galium. 

"  Callum, "  said  he,  as  they  proceeded  down  a  dirty  close  to 
gain  the  southern  skirts  of  the  Canongate,  "  what  shall  I  dt) 
for  a  horse?" 

*'  Ta  ded  ane  ye  maun  think  o', "  said  Callum.  "  Vich  Ian 
Vohr's  marching  on  foot  at  the  head  o'  his  kin  (not  to  say  ta 
Prince,  wha  does  the  like),  wi'  his  target  on  his  shoulder j 
and  ye  maun  e'en  be  neighbour-like." 

"And  so  I  will,  C'allum;  give  me  my  target;  so,  there  we 
are  fixed.     How  does  it  Itx^k?" 

*'  Like  the  l)ra'  Highlander  tat's  painted  on  the  board  afore 
the  niickle  change-house  tliey  ca'  Luckie  Middlemass's,"  an- 
swered Callum;  meaning,  I  must  observe,  a  high  compliment, 
for  in  his  opinion  Luckie  Middlemass's  sign  was  an  exquisite 
specimen  of  art.  Waverley,  however,  not  feeling  the  full 
force  of  this  polite  simile,  asked  liim  no  farther  questions. 

UjKMi  extrie^ating  themselves  fioiu  the  mean  and  dirty  sub- 
urbs of  tlio  metropolis,  and  emerging  into  the  open  air,  Wa- 
verley  felt  a  renewal  Ijotli  of  health  and  spirits,  and  turned 
his  recollection  with  firmness  upon  tluM^^ejjts  of  the  })receding 
evening,  and  with  ho|)e  and  resolution  towards  those  of  the 
approa<;hing  day. 

When  he  had  surmounted  a  small  craggy  eminence  called 
St.  Leonard's  Hill,  the  King's  Park,  or  the  lioUow  between 
the  nioinitain  of  Arthur's  Sfiat  and  tlio  rising  grounds  on 
whieli  the  soutliern  part  of  lMlinl)urgli  is  now  built,  lay  be- 
neath him,  and  displayed  a  singular  and  aninmting  ])rospect. 
It  wa.s  occu])ied  by  the  army  of  the  Highlanders,  now  in  tho 
act  of  preparing  for  their  march.  Waverley  had  already  seen 
something  of  the  kind  at  the  huniing-niateh  whic.li  ho  attended 
with  Fergus  Mac-Ivor;   but  this  was  on  a  scale  of  much  greater 


330  WAVERLEY  NOVEI-S. 

magnitude,  and  incomparably  deeper  interest.  The  rocks, 
\\-hicli  formed  the  background  of  the  scene,  and  the  very  sky 
itself,  rang  with  the  clang  of  the  bagpipers,  summoning  forth, 
each  with  his  appropriate  pibroch,  his  chieftain  and  clan. 
The  mountaineers,  rousing  themselves  from  their  couch  under 
the  canopy  of  heaven  with  the  hum  and  bustle  of  a  confused 
and  irregular  multitude,  like  bees  alarmed  and  arming  in  their 
hives,  seemed  to  ])ossess  all  the  pliability  of  movement  htted 
to  execute  military  manoeuvres.  Their  motions  appeared 
spontaneous  and  confused,  but  the  result  was  order  and  regu- 
larity; so  that  a  general  must  have  praised  the  conclusion, 
though  a  martinet  might  have  ridiculed  the  method  by  which 
it  was  attained. 

The  sort  of  complicated  medley  created  by  the  hasty  ar- 
rangements of  the  various  clans  under  their  respective  ban- 
ners, for  the  purpose  of  getting  into  the  order  of  march,  was 
in  itself  a  gay  and  lively  spectacle.  They  had  no  tents  to 
strike,  having  generally,  and  by  choice,  slept  upon  the  open 
field,  although  the  autumn  was  now  waning  and  the  nights 
began  to  be  frosty.  For  a  little  space,  while  they  were  get- 
ting into  order,  there  was  exhibited  a  changing,  fluctuating, 
and  confused  appearance  of  waving  tartans  and  floating 
plumes,  and  of  banners  displaying  the  proud  gathering  word 
of  Clanronald,  Ganion  Coherlga  (Gainsay  who  dares) ;  Loch- 
Sloy,  the  watchword  of  the  MacFarlanes ;  Forth,  fortune,  and 
fill  the  fetters,  the  motto  of  the  Marquis  of  Tullibardine; 
Byclnnd,  that  of  Lord  Lewis  Gordon;  and  the  appropriate 
signal  words  and  emblems  of  many  other  chieftains  and  clans. 

At  length  the  mixed  and  wavering  multitude  arranged 
themselves  into  a  narrow  and  dusky  column  of  great  length, 
stretching  through  the  whole  extent  of  the  valley.  In  the 
front  of  the  column  the  standard  of  the  Chevalier  was  dis- 
played, bearing  a  red  cross  ujjon  a  white  ground,  with  the 
motto  Tandem  Triumphant.  The  few  cavalry,  ])eing  chiefly 
Lowland  gentry,  with  their  domestic  servants  and  retainers, 
formed  the  advanced  guard  of  the  army;  and  their  standards, 
of  which  they  had  rather  too  many  in  respect  of  their  num* 
bers,  were  seen  waving  upon  the  extreme  verge  of  the  horizon 


WAVERLEY.  331 

Many  horsemen  of  this  bod)-,  among  whom  Waverley  accident- 
ally remarked  Balmawhapple  and  his  lieutenant,  J  inker  (which 
last,  however,  had  been  reduced,  with  several  others,  by  the 
advice  of  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  to  the  situation  of  what 
he  called  reformed  officers,  or  reforniadoes),  added  to  the  live- 
liness, though  by  no  means  to  the  regularity,  of  the  scene, 
by  galloping  their  horses  as  fast  forward  as  the  press  would 
permit,  to  join  their  proper  station  in  the  van.  The  fascina- 
tions of  the  Circes  of  the  High  Street,  and  the  potations  of 
strength  with  which  they  had  been  drenched  over-night,  had 
probably  detained  these  heroes  within  the  walls  of  Edinburgh 
somewhat  later  than  was  consistent  with  their  morning  duty. 
Of  such  loiterers,  the  prudent  took  the  longer  and  circuitous, 
but  more  open,  route  to  attain  their  place  in  the  march,  by 
keeping  at  some  distance  from  the  infantry,  and  making  their 
way  through  the  inclosures  to  the  right,  at  the  expense  of 
leaping  over  or  pulling  down  the  dry-stone  fences.  The  ir- 
regular appearance  and  vanishing  of  these  small  parties  of 
horsemen,  as  well  as  the  confusion  occasioned  by  those  who 
endeavoured,  though  generally  without  effect,  to  press  to  the 
front  through  the  crowd  of  Iliglilanders,  maugre  their  curses, 
oaths,  and  oj)position,  added  to  the  picturesque  wildnesss 
what  it  took  honi  the  military  regularity  of  the  scene. 

While  Waverley  gazed  upon  this  remarkable  spectacle,  ren- 
dered yet  more  impressive  by  the  occasional  discharge  of  can- 
non-shot from  the  Ca.stle  at  the  Higliland  guards  as  tliey  were 
withdrawn  from  its  vicinity  to  join  tlieir  main  body,  Oallum, 
with  liis  usual  freedom  of  interference,  reminded  liim  tliat 
Vich  Ian  Vohr's  folk  were  nearly  at  the  head  of  the  column 
of  inarch  which  was  still  distant,  and  tliat  ''  they  would  gang 
very  fast  after  the  cannon  Hred."  Tlius  aduionislicd,  Waverley 
walked  briskly  forward,  yet  ofttni  casting  a  glance  upon  l.ho 
darksome  (doiuls  of  warrifus  who  were  collected  before  and 
beneath  him.  A  nearer  view,  indeed,  rather  diminished  the 
effect  impressed  on  the  mind  by  the  more  distant  ajjpearancso 
of  the  army.  The  leading  men  of  each  clan  were  well  armed 
with  broadsword,  target,  and  fusee,  to  which  all  added  tha 
dirk,  and  most  the  steel  pistol.     But  these  consisted  of  gen- 


332  AVAYISRLEY  NOVELS. 

tlemen,  tliat  is,  relations  of  the  chief,  however  distant,  and 
who  had  an  immediate  title  to  his  countenance  and  protection. 
/Finer  and  hardier  men  could  not  have  been  selected  out  of 
any  army  in  Christendom;  while  the  free  and  independent 
habits  which  each  possessed,  and  which  each  was  yet  so  well 
taught  to  subject  to  the  command  of  his  chief,  and  the  pecul- 
iar mode  of  discipline  adopted  in  Highland  warfare,  rendered 
them  equally  formidable  by  their  individual  courage  and  high 
spirit,  and  from  their  rational  conviction  of  the  necessity  of 
acting  in  imisou,  and  of  giving  their  national  mode  of  attack 
the  fullest  opportunity  of  success. 

But,  in  a  lower  rank  to  these,  there  were  found  individuals 
of  an  inferior  description,  the  common  peasantry  of  the  High- 
land country,  who,  although  they  did  not  allow  themselves  to 
be  so  called,  and  claimed  often,  with  apparent  truth,  to  be 
of  more  ancient  descent  than  the  masters  whom  they  served, 
tore,  nevertheless,  the  livery  of  extreme  penury,  being  indif- 
ferently accoutred,  and  worse  armed,  half  naked,  stinted  in 
growth,  and  miserable  in  aspect.  Each  important  clan  had 
Bome  of  those  Helots  attached  to  them :  thus,  the  Mac-Couls, 
though  tracing  their  descent  from  Comhal,  the  father  of  Finn 
or  Fingal,  were  a  sort  of  Gibeonites,  or  hereditary  servants  to 
the  Stuarts  of  Appine;  the  Macbeths,  descended  from  the  un- 
happy monarch  of  that  name,  were  subjects  to  the  Morays  and 
clan  Donnochy,  or  Robertsons  of  Athole ;  and  many  other  ex- 
amples might  be  given,  were  it  not  for  the  risk  of  hurting  any 
pride  of  clanship  which  may  yet  be  left,  and  thereby  drawing 
a  Highland  tempest  into  the  shop  of  my  publisher.  Now 
these  same  Helots,  though  forced  into  the  field  by  the  arbi- 
trary authority  of  the  chieftains  under  whom  they  hewed  wood 
and  drew  water,  were  in  general  very  sparingly  fed,  ill  dressed, 
and  worse  armed.  The  latter  circumstance  was  indeed  owing 
chiefly  to  the  general  disarming  act,  which  had  been  carried 
into  effect  ostensibly  through  the  whole  Highlands,  although 
most  of  the  chieftains  contrived  to  elude  its  influence  by 
retaining  the  weapons  of  their  own  immediate  clansmen,  and 
delivering  up  those  of  less  value,  which  they  collected  from 
these  inferior  satellites.     It  followed,  as  a  matter  of  course. 


WAVERLET.  333 

that,  as  we  have  already  hinted,  many  of  these  poor  fellows 
were  brought  to  the  field  in  a  very  wretched  condition. 

From  this  it  happened  that,  in  bodies  the  van  of  which 
were  admirably  well  armed  in  their  own  fashion,  the  rear 
resembled  actual  banditti.  Here  was  a  pole-axe,  there  a 
sword  without  a  scabbard ;  here  a  gun  without  a  lock,  there 
a  scythe  set  straight  upon  a  pole ;  and  some  had  only  their 
dirks,  and  bludgeons  or  stakes  pulled  out  of  hedges.  The 
grim,  uncombed,  and  wild  appearance  of  these  men,  most  of 
whom  gazed  with  all  the  admiration  of  ignorance  upon  the 
most  ordinary  productions  of  domestic  art,  created  surprise  in 
the  Lowlands,  but  it  also  created  terror.  So  little  was  the 
condition  of  tlie  Ifigldands  known  at  that  late  period  that  the 
character  and  appearance  of  their  population,  while  thus  sal- 
lying forth  as  military  adventurers,  conveyed  to  the  south- 
country  Lowlanders  as  much  surprise  as  if  an  invasion  of 
African  Negroes  or  Esquimaux  Indians  had  issued  forth  from 
the  northern  mountains  of  their  own  native  country.  It  can- 
not therefore  be  wondered  if  Waverley,  who  had  hitherto 
judged  of  the  Higlilanders  generally  from  the  samples  which 
the  iMjlicy  of  Fergus  had  from  time  to  time  exhibited,  should 
have  felt  damped  and  astonislied  at  tlie  daring  attempt  of  a 
body  not  tlien  exceeding  fuur  tliousaiid  nieu,  and  of  wliom  not 
a);<jve  half  the  number,  at  the  utmost,  were  armed,  to  change 
the  fate  and  alter  tlie  dynasty  of  the  British  kingdoms. 

As  he  moved  along  the  column,  whicli  still  remained  sta- 
tionary, an  iron  gun,  the  only  ])ipce  of  artillery  ])()ssessed  by 
the  aniiy  which  lueditated  so  important  a  revolution,  was  fired 
as  the  signal  of  march.  The  Chevalier  had  expressed  a  wish 
to  leave  this  useless  piece  of  ordnance  Ix^hind  him;  but,  to  his 
surprise,  the  Highland  chiefs  interi)osed  to  solicit  that  it  might 
accf)nij)any  their  maieh,  i)lea(ling  the  prejudiees  of  their  fol- 
lowers, who,  little  a<;custonied  to  artillery,  attached  a  degree 
of  absurd  imi)ortance  to  this  field-piece,  and  expocited  it  would 
contribute  essentially  to  a  victory  which  they  could  only  owe 
to  their  own  muskets  and  broadswords.  Two  or  three  French 
artillerymen  were  therefore  aj)|)oint.ed  to  the  management,  of 
this  military  engine,  which  waa  drawn  along  by  a  string  of 


834  "WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

Highland  ponies,  and  was,  after  all,  only  used  for  the  purpose 
of  liring  signals. ' 

Xo  sooner  was  its  voice  heard  upon  the  present  occasion 
than  the  whole  line  was  in  motion.  A  wild  cry  of  joy  from 
the  advancing  battalions  rent  the  air,  and  was  then  lost  in  the 
shrill  clangour  of  the  bagpipes,  as  the  sound  of  these,  in  their 
turn,  was  partially  drowned  by  the  heavy  tread  of  so  many 
men  put  at  once  into  motion.  The  banners  glittered  and  shook 
as  they  moved  forward,  and  the  horse  hastened  to  occupy  their 
station  as  the  advanced  guard,  and  to  push  on  reconnoitring 
parties  to  ascertain  and  report  the  motions  of  the  enemy. 
They  vanished  from  Waverley's  eye  as  they  Avheeled  round 
the  base  of  Arthur's  Seat,  under  the  remarkable  ridge  of  ba- 
saltic rocks  which  fronts  the  little  lake  of  Duddingston. 

The  infantry  followed  in  the  same  direction,  regulating  their 
pace  by  another  body  which  occupied  a  road  more  to  the  south- 
ward. It  cost  Edward  some  exertion  of  activity  to  attain  the 
place  which  Fergus's  followers  occupied  in  the  line  of  march. 


CHAPTER   XLV. 

AS    INCIDENT    GIVES    RISE    TO    UNAVAILING     REFLECTIONS. 

When  Waverley  reached  that  part  of  the  column  which  was 
filled  by  the  clan  of  Mac-Ivor,  they  halted,  formed,  and  re- 
ceived him  with  a  triumphant  flourish  upon  the  bagpipes  and 
a  loud  shout  of  the  men,  most  of  whom  knew  him  personally, 
and  were  delighted  to  see  him  in  the  dress  of  their  country 
and  of  their  sept.  "  You  shout, "  said  a  Highlander  of  a  neigh- 
bouring clan  to  Evan  Dhu,  "as  if  the  Chieftain  were  just  come 
to  your  head." 

"  Mar  e  Bran  is  e  a  brathair,  If  it  be  not  Bran,  it  is  Bran's 
brother,"  was  the  proverbial  reply  of  Maccombich.' 

>  See  Note  3.3. 

*  Bran,  the  well-known  dog  of  Fingal,  is  often  the  theme  of  Highland 
proverb  as  well  as  song. 


WAVERLET.  335 

"  Oh,  then,  it  is  the  handsome  Sassenach  duinhe-wassel  that 
is  to  be  married  to  Lady  Flora?" 

"  That  may  be,  or  it  may  not  be ;  and  it  is  neither  your  mat- 
ter nor  mine,  Gregor." 

Fergus  advanced  to  embrace  the  volunteer,  and  afford  him 
a  warm  and  hearty  welcome ;  but  ho  thought  it  necessary  to 
apologise  for  the  diminished  numbers  of  his  battalion  (which 
did  not  exceed  three  hundred  men)  by  observing  he  had  sent 
a  good  many  out  upon  parties. 

The  real  fact,  however,  was,  that  the  defection  of  Donald 
Bean  Lean  had  deprived  him  of  at  least  thirty  hardy  fellows, 
•whose  services  he  had  fully  reckoned  upon,  and  that  many  of 
his  occasional  adherents  had  been  recalled  by  their  several 
chiefs  to  the  standards  to  which  they  most  properly  owed  their 
allegiance.  The  rival  chief  of  the  great  northern  branch, 
also,  of  his  own  clan  had  mustered  his  people,  although  he 
had  not  yet  declared  either  for  the  government  or  for  the 
Chevalier,  and  by  his  mtrigues  had  in  some  degree  diminished 
the  force  vnth.  which  Fergus  took  the  field.  To  make  amends 
for  these  disappointments,  it  was  universally  admitted  that 
the  followers  of  Vich  Ian  Yohr,  in  point  of  appearance,  equip- 
ment, arms,  and  dexterity  in  using  them,  equalled  the  most 
clujice  troops  which  followed  the  standard  of  Charles  Edward, 
Old  IJallenkeiroch  acted  as  his  major;  and,  with  the  other 
officers  who  had  knoAvn  Waverley  when  at  Glennaxpioich,  gave 
our  hero  a  cordial  reception,  as  the  sharer  of  their  future 
dangers  and  expected  honours. 

The  route  jnxrsued  by  the  Highland  army,  after  leaving  the 
village  of  Duddingston,  was  for  some  time  the  common  post- 
road  betwixt  Edin])urgh  and  Haddington,  until  they  crossed 
the  Esk  at  Mussel})urgh,  when,  instead  of  keejiing  the  low 
groiuids  tfjwards  tlio  seji,  they  turned  more  inland,  and  occu- 
j)ie(l  the  brow  of  tlio  eminence  called  Carl)erry  J 1  ill,  a  j)l:vce 
already  distuiguishcul  iu  Scottish  history  as  the  sj)ot  where 
the  lovely  Mary  surrendered  lierself  to  her  insurgent  subjects. 
This  direction  was  chonen  because  the  Chevalier  liad  received 
notice  tliat  the  army  of  tlio  government,  arriving  by  sea  from 
Aberdeen,  had  landed  at  Dunbar,  and  quartered  the  night  be- 
15  Vol.  I 


336  WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

fore  to  the  west  of  Haddington,  with  the  intention  of  falling 
down  towards  the  sea-side,  and  approaching  Edinburgh  by  the 
lower  coast-road.  By  keeping  the  height,  which  overhung 
that  road  in  many  places,  it  was  hoped  the  Highlanders  might 
find  an  opportunity  of  attacking  them  to  advantage.  The 
army  therefore  halted  upon  the  ridge  of  Carberry  Hill,  both 
to  refresh  the  soldiers  and  as  a  central  situation  from  which 
their  march  could  be  directed  to  any  point  that  the  motions  of 
the  enemy  might  render  most  advisable.  While  they  remained 
in  this  position  a  messenger  arrived  in  haste  to  desire  Mac- 
Ivor  to  come  to  the  Prince,  adding  that  their  advanced  post 
had  had  a  skirmish  with  some  of  the  enemy's  cavalry,  and 
that  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine  had  sent  in  a  few  prisoners. 

Waverley  walked  forward  out  of  the  line  to  satisfy  his  curi- 
osity, and  soon  observed  five  or  six  of  the  troopers  who,  cov- 
ered with  dust,  had  galloped  in  to  announce  that  the  enemy 
were  in  full  march  Avestward  along  the  coast.  Passing  still  a 
little  farther  on,  he  was  struck  with  a  groan  which  issued 
from  a  hovel.  He  approached  the  spot,  and  heard  a  voice,  in 
the  provincial  English  of  his  native  county,  which  endeav- 
oured, though  frequently  interrupted  by  pain,  to  repeat  the 
Lord's  Prayer.  The  voice  of  distress  always  found  a  ready 
answer  in  our  hero's  bosom.  He  entered  the  hovel,  which 
seemed  to  be  intended  for  what  is  called,  in  the  pastoral  coun- 
ties of  Scotland,  a  smearing-house ;  and  in  its  obscurity  Ed- 
ward could  only  at  first  discern  a  sort  of  red  bundle ;  for  those 
who  had  stripped  the  wounded  man  of  his  arms  and  part  of 
his  clothes  had  left  him  the  dragoon-cloak  in  whicli  he  was 
enveloped. 

''  For  the  love  of  God, "  said  the  wounded  man,  as  he  heard 
Waverley 's  step,  "give  me  a  single  drop  of  water!" 

"  You  shall  have  it, "  answered  Waverley,  at  the  same  time 
raising  liim  in  his  arms,  bearing  him  to  the  door  of  the  hut, 
and  giving  him  some  drink  from  his  flask. 

"  I  should  know  that  voice, "  said  the  man ;  but  looking  on 
Waverley's  dress  with  a  bewildered  look — "no,  this  is  not  the 
young  squire!" 

This  was  the  common  phrase  by  which  Edward  was  distiu' 


WAVERLEY.  337 

gnished  on  the  estate  of  "Waverley-Honour,  and  the  sound  now 
thrilled  to  his  heart  with  the  thousand  recollections  which  the 
well-known  accents  of  his  native  country  had  already  contrib- 
uted to  awaken.  "  Houghton !"  said  he,  gazing  on  the  ghastly 
features  which  death  was  fast  disfiguring,  "can  this  be  you?" 

"  I  never  thought  to  hear  an  English  voice  again, "  said  the 
wounded  man ;  "  they  left  me  to  live  or  die  here  as  I  could, 
when  they  found  I  would  say  nothing  about  the  strength  of  the 
regiment.  But  oh,  squire !  how  could  you  stay  from  us  so  long, 
and  let  us  be  tempted  by  that  fiend  of  the  pit,  Ruffin?  We 
should  have  followed  you  through  flood  and  fire,  to  be  sure." 

"  Ruffin !  I  assure  you,  Houghton,  you  have  been  vilely  im- 
posed upon." 

"  I  often  thought  so,"  said  Houghton,  "though  tney  showed 
us  your  very  seal ;  and  so  Tims  was  shot  and  I  was  reduced  to 
the  ranks." 

"Do  not  exhaust  your  strength  in  speaking,"  said  Edward; 
"  I  wUl  get  you  a  surgeon  presently. " 

He  saw  Mac-Ivor  approaching,  who  was  now  returning  from 
headquarters,  where  he  had  attended  a  council  of  war,  and 
hastened  to  meet  him.  "Brave  news!"  sliouted  the  Chief ; 
"we  sliall  be  at  it  in  less  than  two  hours.  The  Prince  has 
put  himself  at  the  head  of  the  advance,  and,  as  ha  drew  his 
Bword,  called  out,  *My  friends,  I  have  throAvn  away  the  scab- 
bard.'    Come,  Waverley,  we  move  instantly." 

"  A  moment — a  moment;  this  poor  prisoner  is  dying;  where 
shnll  T  find  a  surgeon?" 

"  Wliy,  where  shonhl  you?  We  have  none,  you  know,  but 
two  or  three  French  fellows,  who,  I  believe,  are  little  better 
than  ffnrt^nvK  apntli^rolren.^' 

"  I>\it  the  man  will  l)leed  to  death." 

"  f'oor  f(!ll<')w!"  said  Fergus,  in  a  momentary  fit  of  compas- 
eioii ;  then  instantly  added,  "  J?ut  it  will  bo  a  thousand  men's 
fate  before  night;  ho  come  along." 

"T  cannot;  I  tell  you  he  is  a  son  of  a  tenant  of  my 
uncle's." 

"Oil,  if  he's  a  follower  of  y'^urs  he  must  bn  looked  to;  I'll 
send  Callum  to  you;  but  diaoull  ceade  millia   moUir/heart,** 


838  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

continued  the  impatient  Chieftain,  "  what  made  an  old  soldier 
like  Bradwardiue  send  dying  men  here  to  cumber  us?" 

Callum  came  with  his  usual  alertness;  and,  indeed,  Wa- 
verley  rather  gained  than  lost  in  the  opinion  of  the  High- 
landers by  his  anxiety  about  the  wounded  man.  They  would 
not  have  imderstood  the  general  philanthropy  which  rendered 
it  almost  impossible  for  Waverley  to  have  passed  any  person 
in  such  distress ;  but,  as  apprehending  that  the  sufferer  was 
one  of  his  folloivinff,  they  unanimously  allowed  that  Waverley 's 
conduct  was  that  of  a  kind  and  considerate  chieftain,  who 
merited  the  attachment  of  his  people.  In  about  a  quarter  of 
an  hour  poor  Humphrey  breathed  his  last,  praying  his  young 
master,  when  he  returned  to  Waverley-Honour,  to  be  kind  to 
old  Job  Houghton  and  his  dame,  and  conjuring  him  not  to 
fight  with  these  wild  petticoat-men  against  old  England. 

When  his  last  breath  was  drawn,  Waverley,  who  had  be- 
held with  sincere  sorrow,  and  no  slight  tinge  of  remorse,  the 
final  agonies  of  mortality,  now  witnessed  for  the  first  time, 
commanded  Callum  to  remove  the  body  into  the  hut.  This 
the  young  Highlander  performed,  not  without  examining  the 
pockets  of  the  defimct,  which,  however,  he  remarked  had 
been  pretty  well  spung'd.  He  took  the  cloak,  however,  and 
proceeding  with  the  provident  caution  of  a  spaniel  hiding  a 
bone,  concealed  it  among  some  furze  and  carefully  marked 
the  spot,  observing,  that  if  he  chanced  to  return  that  way,  it 
would  be  an  excellent  rokelay  for  his  auld  mother  Elspat. 

It  was  by  a  considerable  exertion  that  they  regained  their 
place  in  the  marching  column,  which  was  now  moving  rapidly 
forward  to  occupy  the  high  grounds  above  the  village  of  Tra- 
nent, between  whi^.h  and  the  sea  lay  the  purposed  march  of 
the  opposite  army. 

This  melancholy  interview  with  his  late  sergeant  forced 
many  unavailing  and  painful  reflections  upon  Waverley's 
mind.  It  was  clear  from  the  confession  of  the  man  that  Colo- 
nel Gardiner's  proceedings  had  been  strictly  warranted,  and 
even  rendered  indispensable,  by  the  steps  taken  in  Edward's 
name  to  induce  the  soldiers  of  his  troop  to  mutiny.  The  cir- 
cumstance of  the  seal  he  now,  for  the  first  time,  recollected. 


WAVERLET.  339 

and  that  he  had  lost  it  in  the  cavern  of  the  robber,  Bean  Lean. 
That  the  artful  villain  had  secured  it,  and  used  it  as  the  means 
of  carrying  on  an  intrigue  in  the  regiment  for  his  own  pur- 
poses, was  sufficiently  evident;  and  Edward  had  now  little 
doubt  that  in  the  packet  placed  in  his  portmanteau  by  his 
daughter  he  should  find  farther  light  upon  his  proceedings. 
In  the  mean  while  the  repeated  expostulation  of  Houghton, 
"Ah,  squire,  why  did  you  leave  us?"  rung  like  a  knell  in  his 
ears. 

"  Yes, "  he  said,  "  I  have  indeed  acted  towards  you  with 
thoughtless  cruelty.  I  brought  you  from  your  paternal  fields, 
and  the  protection  of  a  generous  and  kind  landlord,  and  when 
I  had  subjected  you  to  all  the  rigour  of  military  discipline,  I 
shunned  to  bear  my  o^vn  share  of  the  burden,  and  wandered 
from  the  duties  I  had  undertaken,  leaving  alike  those  whom 
it  was  my  business  to  protect,  and  my  own  reputation,  to 
Buffer  under  the  artifices  of  villainy.  0  indolence  and  inde- 
cision of  mind!  if  not  in  yourselves  vices,  to  how  much  ex- 
quisite misery  and  mischief  do  you  frequently  prepai'e  the 
way!" 


CHAPTER  XLVI. 

THK    VVK    OK     UATTLE. 


Aj.mnvnn  the  Highlandfrs  maiched  on  very  fast,  the  sun 
was  declining  when  tlicy  arrived  upon  the  l)row  of  tliose  high 
grounds  wliich  command  an  ojien  and  extensive  ])lain  stretch- 
ing nf)rthward  to  the  sea,  on  which  are  situated,  but  at  a  con- 
fiideraljle  distance  from  each  other,  the  small  villages  of  Scaton 
and  Cocken/ie,'  and  the  larger  one  of  ]*reston.  One  of  th(>.  low 
coast-roads  t/)  Edin])urgli  j);isspd  through  tliis  ])lain,  issuing 
u^Kjn  it  from  tho  inclosures  of  Scaton  House,  and  at  tho  town 
or  village  of  I'reston  again  entering  the  defiles  of  an  enclosed 
country.  I'y  this  way  tho  English  general  had  chosen  to  ap- 
proach the  metropolis,  both  as  most  commodious  for  his  cav- 
alry and  being  probnbly  <^>f  o|)inif>n  that  by  doing  so  he  would 
meet  in  front  with  tho  Highlanders  advancing  from  Edinburgh 


340  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

in  the  opposite  direction.  I u  this  he  was  mistaken;  for  the 
sound  judgment  of  the  Chevalier,  or  of  those  to  whose  advice 
he  listened,  left  tlie  direct  passage  free,  but  occupied  the 
strong  ground  by  which  it  was  overlooked  and  commanded. 

When  the  Highlanders  reached  the  heights  above  the  plain 
dsescribed,  they  were  immediately  formed  iu  array  of  battle 
along  the  brow  of  the  hill.  Almost  at  the  same  instant  the 
van  of  the  English  appeared  issuing  from  among  the  trees 
and  inclosures  of  Seaton,  with  the  purpose  of  occupying  the 
level  plain  between  the  high  ground  and  the  sea;  the  space 
which  divided  the  armies  being  only  about  half  a  mile  iu 
breadth.  Waverley  could  plainly  see  the  squadrons  of  dra- 
goons issue,  one  after  another,  from  the  defiles,  with  their 
videttes  in  front,  and  form  upon  the  plain,  with  their  front 
opposed  to  that  of  the  Prince's  army.  They  were  followed 
by  a  train  of  tield-pieces,  which,  when  they  reached  the  flank 
of  the  dragoons,  were  also  brought  into  line  and  pointed 
against  the  heights.  The  march  was  continued  by  three  or 
four  regiments  of  infantry  marching  in  open  column,  their 
fixed  bayonets  showing  like  successive  hedges  of  steel,  and 
theii-  arms  glancing  like  lightning,  as,  at  a  signal  given,  they 
also  at  once  wheeled  uj),  and  were  placed  in  direct  opposition 
to  the  Highlanders.  A  second  train  of  artillery,  with  another 
regiment  of  horse,  closed  the  long  march,  and  formed  on  the 
left  flank  of  the  infantry,  the  whole  line  facing  southward. 

While  the  English  army  went  through  these  evolutions,  the 
Highlanders  showed  equal  promptitude  and  zeal  for  battle. 
As  fast  as  the  clans  came  upon  the  ridge  which  fronted  their 
enemy,  they  were  formed  into  line,  so  that  both  armies  got 
into  complete  order  of  battle  at  the  same  moment.  When 
this  was  accomplished,  the  Highlanders  set  up  a  tremendous 
yell,  which  was  reechoed  by  the  heights  behind  them.  The 
regulars,  who  were  in  high  spirits,  returned  a  loud  shout  of 
defiance,  and  fired  one  or  two  of  their  cannon  upon  an  ad- 
vanced post  of  the  Highlanders,  The  latter  displayed  great 
earnestness  to  proceed  instantly  to  the  attack,  Evan  Dhu  urging 
to  Fergus,  by  way  of  argument,  that  "  the  sidier  roy  was  tot- 
tering like  an  egg  upon  a  staff,  and  that  they  had  a'  the  van- 


WAVERLEY.  341 

tage  of  the  onset,  for  even  a  haggis  (God  bless  her!)  could 
charge  down  hill." 

But  the  ground  through  which  the  mountaineers  must  have 
descended,  although  not  of  great  extent,  was  impracticable  in 
its  character,  being  not  only  marshy  but  intersected  with  walls 
of  dry  stone,  and  traversed  in  its  whole  length  by  a  very  broad 
and  deep  ditch,  circumstances  which  must  have  given  the  mus- 
ketry of  the  regulars  dreadful  advantages  before  the  moun- 
taineers could  have  used  their  Bwords,  on  which  they  were 
taught  to  rely.  The  authority  of  the  commanders  was  there- 
fore interposed  to  curb  the  impetuosity  of  the  Highlanders, 
and  only  a  few  marksmen  were  sent  down  the  descent  to  skir- 
mish with  the  enemy's  advanced  posts  and  to  reconnoitre  the 
gi'ound. 

Here,  then,  was  a  military  spectacle  of  no  ordinary  interest 
or  usual  occurrence.  The  two  armies,  so  different  in  aspect 
and  discipline,  yet  each  admirably  trained  in  its  own  peculiar 
mode  of  war,  upon  whose  conflict  the  temporary  fate  at  least 
of  Scotland  appeared  to  depend,  now  faced  each  other  like  two 
gladiators  in  the  arena,  each  meditating  upon  the  mode  of  at- 
tacking their  enemy.  The  leading  officers  .and  the  general's 
staff  of  each  army  could  be  distinguished  in  front  of  tlieir 
lines,  busied  with  spy-glasses  to  watch  each  other's  motions, 
and  occupied  in  despatching  the  orders  and  receiving  the  in- 
telligence conveyed  by  the  aides-de-camp  and  orderly  men, 
who  gave  life  to  the  scene  l»y  galloi)ing  along  in  different  di- 
rections, as  if  the  fate  of  the  day  d«'pcnd«d  upon  the  si)eed  of 
their  liorses.  The  space  betwciMi  the  armies  was  at  times  oc- 
cupied by  the  partial  and  irregular  contest  of  individual  sliar[)- 
shooters,  and  a  hat  or  bonnet  was  occasionally  seen  to  fall, 
as  a  woundtid  man  was  boine  off  by  liis  comrades.  Th(\se, 
however,  were  l)ut  trifling  skiiiiiishes,  for  it  suited  the  views 
of  neither  party  to  advance  in  that  direction.  I'^rom  the  neigh- 
bouring hamlets  the  peasantry  cautiously  showed  themselves, 
as  if  watching  the  issue  of  the  expected  engagement;  and  at 
no  great  distance  in  the  bay  were  two  sqiuire-rigged  vessels, 
bearing  the  English  flag,  whose  tops  and  yards  were  crowded 
with  less  timid  spectatora. 


342  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

When  this  awful  pause  had  lasted  for  a  short  time,  Fergus, 
with  another  chieftain,  received  orders  to  detach  their  clans 
towards  the  village  of  Preston,  in  order  to  threaten  the  right 
flank  of  Cope's  army  and  compel  him  to  a  change  of  position. 
To  enable  him  to  execute  these  orders,  the  Chief  of  Glenna- 
quoich  occupied  the  churchyard  of  Tranent,  a  commanding 
situation,  and  a  convenient  place,  as  Evan  Dhu  remarked, 
"  for  any  gentleman  who  might  have  the  misfortune  to  be 
killed,  and  chanced  to  be  curious  about  Christian  burial."  To 
check  or  dislodge  this  party,  the  English  general  detached  two 
guns,  escorted  by  a  strong  party  of  cavalry.  They  approached 
60  near  that  Waverley  could  plainly  recognise  the  standard 
of  the  troop  he  had  formerly  commanded,  and  hear  the  trum- 
pets and  kettle-drums  sound  the  signal  of  advance  which  he 
had  so  often  obeyed.  He  could  hear,  too,  the  well-known 
word  given  in  the  English  dialect  by  the  equally  well-distin- 
guished voice  of  the  commanding  officer,  for  whom  he  had 
once  felt  so  much  respect.  It  was  at  that  instant  that,  look- 
ing around  him,  he  saw  the  wild  dress  and  appearance  of  his 
Highland  associates,  heard  their  whispers  in  an  uncouth  and 
imknown  language,  looked  upon  his  own  dress,  so  unlike  that 
which  he  had  worn  from  his  infancy,  and  wished  to  awake 
from  what  seemed  at  the  moment  a  dream,  strange,  horrible, 
and  \innatural.  "Good  God!"  he  muttered,  "am  I  then  a 
traitor  to  my  country,  a  renegade  to  my  standard,  and  a  foe, 
as  that  poor  dying  wretch  expressed  himself,  to  my  native 
England!" 

Ere  he  could  digest  or  smother  the  recollection,  the  tall 
military  form  of  his  late  commander  came  full  in  view,  for 
the  purpose  of  reconnoitiing.  "  I  can  hit  him  now,"  said  Cal- 
lum,  cautiously  raising  his  fusee  over  the  wall  under  which  he 
lay  couched,  at  scarce  sixty  yards'  distance. 

Edward  felt  as  if  he  was  about  to  see  a  parricide  committed 
in  his  presence;  for  the  venerable  grey  hai'*  and  striking  coun- 
tenance of  the  veteran  recalled  the  almost  paternal  respect 
with  which  his  officers  universally  regarded  him.  But  ere  he 
could  say  "  Hold!"  an  aged  Highlander  who  lay  beside  Galium 
Beg  stopi^ed  his  arm.     "  Spare  your  shot,"  said  the  seer,  "his 


WAVERLEY.  343 

hour  is  not  yet  come.     But  let  hiin  beware  of  to-morrow ;  I 
see  his  winding-sheet  high  upon  his  breast." 

Galium,  flint  to  other  considerations,  was  penetrable  to  su- 
perstition. He  turned  pale  at  the  words  of  the  taishatr,  and 
recovered  his  piece.  Colonel  Gardiner,  unconscious  of  the 
danger  he  had  escaped,  turned  his  horse  round  and  rode  slowly 
back  to  the  front  of  his  regiment. 

By  this  time  the  regular  army  had  assumed  a  new  line,  with 
one  flank  inclined  towards  the  sea  and  the  other  resting  upon 
the  village  of  Preston ;  and,  as  similar  difficulties  occurred  in 
attacking  their  new  position,  Fergus  and  the  rest  of  the  de- 
tachment were  recalled  to  their  former  post.  This  alteration 
created  the  necessity  of  a  corresponding  change  in  General 
Cope's  army,  which  was  again  brought  into  a  line  parallel 
with  that  of  the  Highlanders.  In  these  manoeuvres  on  botli 
sides  the  daylight  was  nearly  consumed,  and  both  armies  pre- 
pared to  rest  upon  their  arms  for  the  night  in  the  lines  which 
they  respectively  occupied. 

"  There  will  be  nothing  done  to-night,"  said  Fergus  to  his 
friend  Waverley ;  "  ere  we  wrap  ourselves  in  our  plaids,  let  us 
go  see  what  the  liaron  is  doing  in  the  rear  of  tlie  line." 

Wlicn  they  ajiproached  liis  ])Ost,  they  found  the  good  old 
careful  officer,  after  having  sent  out  his  night  patrols  and 
posted  his  sentinels,  engaged  in  reading  the  Evening  Service 
of  the  P]piscopal  f'huich  to  the  remainder  of  his  trooj).  His 
voice  was  loud  and  sonorous,  and  though  liis  spectacles  ujion 
his  nose,  and  the  appearance  of  Saunders  Saunderson,  in  mili- 
tary array,  ])erforming  the  functions  of  clerk,  had  something 
ludicrous,  yet  the  circumstances  of  danger  in  wliicli  they  stood, 
the  military  costume  of  the  audience,  and  tlie  ai)])earance  of 
their  liorses  saddled  and  picqut'tcd  beliind  them,  gave  an  im- 
pressive and  solemn  effect  U)  tlie  uiXw.i-,  of  devotion. 

"I  have  confessed  to-day,  ere  you  were  awake,"  whispered 
Fergus  to  Waverley ;  "  yet  T  am  not  so  strict  a  Catholic  as  to 
refuse  to  join  in  this  good  man's  prayers." 

Edward  assented,  and  they  remained  till  the  IJaron  liad 
cojicluded  the  service. 

As  he  shut  the  book,  **  Now,  lads, "  said  he,  "  have  at  them 


344  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

ill  the  morning  with  heavy  hands  and  light  consciences."  He 
thou  kindly  greeted  Mac-Ivor  and  Waverley,  who  requested 
to  Imow  his  opinion  of  their  situation.  "AYhy,  you  know 
Tacitus  saith,  ^In  rebtis  hellicis  maxivie  dominaticr  FoHuna,* 
which  is  equiponderate  with  our  vernacular  adage,  'Luck  can 
maist  in  the  welee.'  But  credit  me,  gentlemen,  yon  man  is 
not  a  deacon  o'  his  craft.  Tie  damps  the  spirits  of  the  poor 
lads  he  commands  by  keeping  them  on  the  defensive,  whilk  of 
itself  implies  inferiority  or  fear.  Now  will  they  lie  on  their 
arms  yonder  as  anxious  and  as  ill  at  ease  as  a  toad  under  a 
harrow,  while  our  men  will  be  quite  fresh  and  blithe  for  ac- 
tion in  the  morning.  Well,  good-night.  One  thing  troubles 
me,  but  if  to-morrow  goes  well  off,  I  will  consult  you  about  it, 
Glennaquoich." 

"  I  could  almost  apply  to  Mr.  Bradwardine  the  character 
which  Henry  gives  of  Fluellen, "  said  Waverley,  as  his  friend 
and  he  walked  towards  their  bivouac : 

"  Though  it  appears  a  little  out  of  fashion. 
There  is  much  care  and  valour  in  this  '  Scotchman,'" 

"  He  has  seen  much  service, "  answered  Fergus,  "  and  one  is 
sometimes  astonished  to  find  how  much  nonsense  and  reason 
are  mingled  in  his  composition.  I  wonder  what  can  be  trou- 
bling his  mind;  probaljly  something  about  Rose.  Hark!  the 
English  are  setting  their  watch." 

The  roll  of  the  drum  and  shrill  accompaniment  of  the  fifes 
swelled  up  the  hill^died  away — resumed  its  thunder — and 
was  at  length  hushed.  The  trum])ets  and  kettle-drums  of  the 
cavalry  were  next  heard  to  perform  the  beautiful  and  wild 
point  of  war  appropriated  as  a  signal  for  that  piece  of  noctur- 
nal duty,  and  then  finally  sunk  upon  the  wind  with  a  shrill 
and  mournful  cadence. 

The  friends,  who  had  noAv  reached  their  post,  stood  and 
looked  round  them  ere  they  lay  down  to  rest.  The  western 
sky  twinkled  with  stars,  but  a  fr.ost-mist,  rising  from  the 
ocean,  covered  the  eastern  horizon,  and  rolled  in  white  wreaths 
along  the  plain  where  the  adverse  army  lay  couched  upon  their 
arms.     Their  advanced  posts  were  pushed  as  far  as  the  side 


WAVERLEY.  346 

of  the  great  ditch  at  the  bottom  of  the  descent,  and  had  kin- 
dled large  fires  at  different  intervals,  gleaming  with  obscure 
and  hazy  lustre  through  the  heavy  fog  which  encircled  them 
with  a  doubtfid  halo. 

The  Highlanders,  "thick  as  leaves  in  Yalombrosa,"  lay 
stretched  upon  the  ridge  of  the  hill,  buried  (excepting  their 
sentinels)  in  the  most  profound  repose.  *'  How  many  of  these 
brave  fellows  will  sleep  more  soundly  before  to-morrow  night, 
Fergus!"  said  Waverley,  with  an  involuntary  sigh. 

"  You  must  not  think  of  that, "  answered  Fergus,  whose 
ideas  were  entirely  military.  "  You  must  only  think  of  your 
Bword,  and  by  whom  it  was  given.     All  other  reflections  are 

now  TOO  LATE." 

With  the  opiate  contained  in  this  tmdeniable  remark  Ed- 
ward endeavoured  to  lull  the  tumult  of  his  conflicting  feelings. 
The  Chieftain  and  he,  combining  their  plaids,  made  a  com- 
fortable and  warm  couch.  Galium,  sitting  down  at  their  head 
(for  it  was  his  duty  to  watch  upon  the  immediate  person  of  the 
Chief),  began  a  long  mournful  song  in  Gaelic,  to  a  low  and 
uniform  tune,  which,  like  the  sound  of  the  wind  at  a  distance, 
80on  luUed  them  to  sleep. 


CHAPTER  XL VII. 

THE    CONFLICT. 


WiTEN-  Fergtis  Mac-Ivor  and  his  friend  had  siept  for  a  few- 
hours,  they  were  awakened  and  summoned  to  attend  the  I'rince. 
The  distant  village-clock  wsih  liciard  to  toll  throe  as  they  has- 
tened to  the  ])la<!e  where  he  l;iy.  Ho  w;us  already  surrounded 
by  his  j)rin(;ipal  otlicers  and  the  chiefs  of  (dans.  A  l)undle  of 
pease-straw,  whicli  had  been  lately  his  cou<;h,  now  served  for 
his  seat.  Just  as  Fergus  reached  tlie  circle,  the  consultation 
had  broken  up.  "Courage,  my  brave  friends!"  said  the  Chev- 
alier, "and  each  one  \mt  liini.self  instantly  at  the  head  of  his 
command;  a  faithful  friend'  has  offered  t-o  guide  ua  by  a 
*  See  Auduraua  uf  Wlutbuiifli.    Nutu  34. 


346  WAVERLET  NOVELS. 

practicable,  though  narrow  and  circuitous,  route,  which, 
sweeping  to  our  right,  traverses  the  broken  ground  and  mo- 
rass, and  enables  us  to  gain  the  firm  and  open  i)lain  upon 
Y.hich  the  enemy  are  lying.  This  difficulty  surmounted,  Hea- 
ven and  your  good  swords  must  do  the  rest." 

The  proposal  spread  unanimous  joy,  and  each  leader  has- 
tened to  get  his  men  into  order  with  as  little  noise  as  possible. 
The  army,  moving  by  its  right  from  off  the  ground  on  which 
they  had  rested,  soon  entei'ed  the  path  thi'ough  the  morass, 
conducting  their  march  with  astonishing  silence  and  great  ra- 
pidity. The  mist  had  not  risen  to  the  higher  gi-ounds,  so  that 
for  some  ttme  they  had  the  advantage  of  starlight.  But  this 
was  lost  as  the  stars  faded  before  approaching  day,  and  the 
head  of  the  marching  column,  continuing  its  descent,  plunged 
as  it  were  into  the  heavy  ocean  of  fog,  which  rolled  its  white 
waves  over  the  whole  plain,  and  over  the  sea  by  which  it  was 
boimded.  Some  difficulties  were  now  to  be  encountered,  in- 
separable frt>m  darkness,  a  narrow,  broken,  and  marshy  path, 
and  the  necessity  of  preserving  union  in  the  march.  These, 
however,  were  less  inconvenient  to  Highlanders,  from  their 
habits  of  life,  than  they  would  have  been  to  any  other  troops, 
and  they  continued  a  steady  and  swift  movement. 

As  the  clan  of  Ivor  approached  the  firm  ground,  following 
the  track  of  those  who  preceded  them,  the  challenge  of  a  i)a- 
trol  was  heard  through  the  mist,  though  they  could  not  see  the 
dragoon  by  whom  it  was  made — "  Who  goes  there?" 

"Hush!"  cried  Fergus,  "hush!  Let  none  answer,  as  he 
values  his  life;  press  forward;"  and  they  continued  their 
march  with  silence  and  rapidity. 

The  patrol  fired  his  carabine  upon  the  body,  and  the  report 
was  instantly  followed  by  the  clang  of  his  horse's  feet  as  he 
galloped  off.  "■  Hylax  in  limine  latrat,''  said  the  Baron  of 
Bradwardine,  who  heard  the  shot ;  "  that  loon  wiH  give  the 
alarm. " 

The  clan  of  Fergus  had  now  gained  the  firm  plain,  which 
had  lately  borne  a  large  crop  of  corn.  But  the  harvest  was 
gathered  in,  and  the  expanse  was  unbroke  by  tree,  bush,  or 
interruption  of  any  kind.     The  rest  of  the  aimy  were  foUow- 


WAVERLEY.  347 

ing  fast,  •when  they  heard  the  di-ums  of  the  enemy  beat  the 
general.  Surprise,  however,  had  made  no  part  of  their  plan, 
80  they  were  not  disconcerted  by  this  intimation  that  the  foe 
was  upon  his  guard  and  prepared  to  receive  them.  It  only 
hastened  their  dispositions  for  the  combat,  which  were  very 
simple. 

The  Highland  army,  which  now  occupied  the  eastern  end 
of  the  wide  plain,  or  stubble  field,  so  often  referred  to,  was 
di-awn  up  in  two  lines,  extending  from  the  morass  towards  the 
sea.  The  first  was  destined  to  charge  the  enemy,  the  second 
to  act  as  a  reserve.  The  few  horse,  whom  the  Prince  headed 
in  person,  remained  between  the  two  lines.  The  adventurer 
had  intimated  a  resolution  to  charge  in  person  at  the  head  of 
his  first  line;  but  his  purpose  was  deprecated  by  all  around 
him,  and  he  was  with  difficulty  induced  to  abandon  it. 

Both  lines  were  now  moving  forward,  the  first  prepared  for 
instant  combat.  The  clans  of  which  it  was  composed  formed 
each  a  sort  of  separate  phalanx,  narrow  in  front,  and  in  depth 
ten,  twelve,  or  fifteen  files,  according  to  the  strength  of  the 
following.  The  best-armed  and  best-born,  for  the  words  were 
synonymous,  wero  placed  in  fiont  of  each  of  these  iiregular 
subdivisions.  Tlio  others  in  the  rear  shouldered  forward  the 
front,  and  by  their  pressure  added  ]x)th  i)hysical  impulse  and 
additional  ardour  and  confidence  to  those  who  were  first  to 
encounter  the  danger. 

"Down  with  your  })laid,  Waverley,"  cried  Fergus,  throwing 
off  liis  own ;  "  we'll  win  silks  for  our  tartans  before  the  sun  is 
above  the  sea." 

The  clansmen  on  every  side  stript  their  plaids,  prepared 
their  arms,  and  there  was  an  awful  pause  of  about  three  min- 
utes, during  which  the  men,  pulling  off  tlieir  bonnets,  raised 
their  fsicps  to  heaven  and  utt^ued  a  sliort  ])riiyer;  then  pulled 
their  l)Oimet8  over  their  brows  and  l)f'ga,n  1o  move  forward,  at 
first  slowly.  Waverley  felt  liis  heart  at  that  moment  throb 
as  it  would  have  burst  from  liis  Ixjsom.  It  was  not  fear,  it 
was  not  ardour:  it  was  a  comjK)inid  of  both,  a  now  and  doey)ly 
enorgetic  impulsn,  that  with  its  first  emotion  chillfcl  and  as- 
tounded, then  fevered  and  maddeued  his  mind.     The  sounds 


348  WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

around  hiru  combined  to  exalt  his  enthusiasm;  the  pipes 
phiyed,  and  the  clans  rushed  forward,  each  in  its  own  dark 
column.  As  they  advanced  they  mended  their  pace,  and  the 
muttering  sounds  of  the  men  to  each  other  began  to  swell  into 
a  wild  cry. 

At  this  moment  the  sun,  which  was  now  risen  above  the 
hoirzon,  dispelled  the  mist.  The  vapours  rose  like  a  curtain, 
and  showed  the  two  armies  in  the  act  of  closing.  The  line  of 
the  regulars  was  formed  directly  fronting  the  attack  of  the 
Higlilanders ;  it  glittered  with  the  appointments  of  a  complete 
army,  and  was  flanked  by  cavalry  and  artillery.  But  the  sight 
impressed  no  terror  on  the  assailants. 

"Forward,  sons  of  Ivor,"  cried  their  Chief,  "or  the  Cam- 
erons  will  draw  the  first  blood!"  They  rushed  on  with  a 
tremendous  yell. 

The  rest  is  well  kjiown.  The  horse,  who  were  commanded 
to  charge  the  advancing  Highlanders  in  the  flank,  received  an 
irregidar  fire  from  their  fusees  as  they  ran  on,  and,  seized  with 
a  disgraceful  panic,  wavered,  halted,  disbanded,  and  galloped 
from  the  field.  The  artillerymen,  deserted  by  the  cavalry, 
fled  after  discharging  their  pieces,  and  the  Highlanders,  who 
di'opped  their  guns  when  fired  and  drew  their  broadswords, 
rushed  with  headlong  fury  against  the  infantry. 

It  was  at  this  moment  of  confusion  and  terror  that  Waver- 
ley  remarked  an  Englisli  officer,  apparently  of  high  rank, 
standing,  alone  and  unsupported,  by  a  field-piece,  which, 
after  the  flight  of  the  men  by  whom  it  was  wrought,  he  had 
himself  levelled  and  discliarged  against  the  clan  of  Mac-Ivor, 
the  nearest  group  of  Highlanders  within  his  aim.  Struck 
with  his  tall,  martial  figure,  and  eager  to  save  him  from  in- 
evitable destruction,  Waverley  outstripped  for  an  instant  even 
the  speediest  of  the  warriors,  and,  reaching  the  spot  first, 
called  to  him  to  surrender.  The  officer  replied  by  a  thrust 
with  his  sword,  which  Waverley  received  in  his  target,  and 
in  turning  it  aside  the  Englishman's  weapon  broke.  At  the 
same  time  the  battle-axe  of  Dugald  Mahony  was  in  the  act  of 
descending  upon  the  officer's  head.  "Waverley  intercepted  and 
prevented  the  blow,  and  the  officer,  perceiving  further  resist- 


WAVERLEY.  349 

ance  unavailing,  and  struck  with  Edward's  generous  anxiety 
for  his  safety,  resigued  the  fragment  of  his  sword,  and  was 
committed  by  Waverley  to  Uugald,  with  strict  charge  to  use 
him  well,  and  not  to  pillage  his  person,  promising  him,  at  the 
same  time,  fidl  iudemnihcation  for  the  spoil. 

On  Edward's  right  the  battle  for  a  few  minutes  raged  fierce 
and  thick.  The  English  infantry,  trained  in  the  wais  in  Flan- 
ders, stood  their  ground  with  great  courage.  But  theii-  ex- 
tended files  were  pierced  and  broken  in  many  places  by  the 
close  masses  of  the  clans ;  and  in  the  personal  struggle  which 
ensued  the  nature  of  the  Highlanders'  weapons,  and  their  ex- 
traordinary fierceness  and  activity,  gave  them  a  decided  supe- 
riority over  those  who  had  been  accustomed  to  trust  much  to 
their  array  and  discipline,  and  felt  that  the  one  was  broken 
and  the  other  useless.  Waverley,  as  he  cast  his  eyes  towards 
this  scene  of  smoke  and  slaughter,  observed  Colonel  (lardiner, 
deserted  by  liis  own  soldiers  in  spite  of  all  his  attempts  to 
raUy  them,  yet  spuiring  liis  liorse  througli  the  field  to  take 
the  command  of  a  small  body  of  infantry,  who,  with  their 
hacks  arranged  against  the  Avail  of  his  own  park  (for  his  house 
was  close  by  the  field  of  battle),  continued  a  desperate  and 
unavailing  resistance.  "Waverley  could  perceive  tluit  he  had 
already  received  many  woimds,  his  clothes  and  saddle  being 
marked  with  blood.  To  save  this  good  and  brave  man  became 
tho  instant  object  of  his  most  anxious  exertions.  Jint  he  could 
only  witness  his  fall.  Ere  iOdward  could  make  his  Avay  among 
tlie  Highlanders,  who,  furious  andoager  for  spoil,  now  thronged 
upon  each  other,  ho  saw  his  former  conimunihu-  brought  from 
his  horse  })y  tho  ])low  of  a  scythe,  and  beheld  him  receive, 
while  on  the  proimd,  more  wounds  than  would  have  let  out 
twenty  lives.  When  "Waverley  came  up,  however,  perception 
liad  not  (Mitirely  II- d.  Tlio  dyirif,'  warrior  seemed  to  recognise 
Edward,  for  ho  fixed  his  eyes  upon  hijii  willi  an  upbraiding, 
yet  sorrowful,  look,  and  ap])eared  to  struggle  for  utterance. 
But  he  felt  that  death  wa.s  dealing  dosely  with  him,  and  re- 
signing his  purpose,  and  folding  his  hands  as  if  in  devotion, 
he  ^ave  uj)  his  soul  to  his  C'reat«r.  The  look  with  which  he 
regarded  Waverley  in  his  dying  moments  did  not  strike  him 


350  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

80  deeply  at  that  crisis  of  hurry  aiid  confusion  as  when  it  re- 
curred to  his  imagmatiou  at  the  distance  of  some  time.' 

Loud  shouts  of  triumjjh  now  echoed  over  the  whole  field. 
The  battle  was  fought  and  won,  and  the  whole  baggage,  artil- 
lery, and  military  stores  of  the  regular  army  remained  in  pos- 
session of  the  victors.  Never  was  a  victory  more  complete. 
Scarce  any  escaped  from  the  battle,  excepting  the  cavalry, 
who  had  left  it  at  the  very  onset,  and  even  these  were  broken 
into  different  parties  and  scattered  all  over  the  country.  So 
far  as  our  tale  is  concerned,  we  have  only  to  relate  the  fate  of 
Balmawhapple,  who,  mounted  on  a  horse  as  headstrong  and 
stiff-necked  as  his  rider,  pursued  the  flight  of  the  dragoons 
above  four  miles  from  the  field  of  battle,  when  some  dozen  of 
the  fugitives  took  heart  of  grace,  turned  round,  and  cleaving 
his  skull  with  their  broadwords,  satisfied  the  world  that  the 
unfortunate  gentleman  had  actually  brains,  the  end  of  his  life 
thus  giving  proof  of  a  fact  greatly  doubted  during  its  progress. 
His  death  was  lamented  by  few.  Most  of  those  who  knew 
him  agreed  in  the  pithy  observation  of  Ensign  Maccombich, 
that  there  "  was  mair  tint  (lost)  at  Sheriff- M air."  His  friend, 
Lieutenant  -linker,  bent  his  eloquence  only  to  exculpate  his 
favourite  mare  from  any  share  in  contributing  to  the  catas- 
tro])he.  "  He  had  tauld  the  laird  a  thousand  times,"  he  said, 
"  that  it  was  a  burning  shame  to  put  a  martingale  upon  the 
puir  thing,  when  he  would  needs  ride  her  wi'  a  curb  of  half  a 
yard  lang ;  and  that  he  could  na  but  bring  himsell  (not  to  say 
her)  to  some  mischief,  by  flinging  her  down,  or  otherwise; 
whereas,  if  he  had  had  a  wee  bit  rinnin  ring  on  the  snaifle, 
she  wad  ha'  rein'd  as  cannily  as  a  cadger's  pownie." 

Such  was  the  elegy  of  tlie  Laird  of  Balmawhapple.* 

'  See  Death  of  Colonel  Gardiner.    Note  35. 
» See  Note  36. 


WAVERLEY.  361 

CHAPTEE  XLVIII. 

AH    UNEXPECTED    EMBAKKASSMENT. 

When  the  battle  was  over,  and  all  things  coming  into  order, 
the  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  returning  from  the  duty  of  the  day, 
and  having,  disposed  those  under  his  command  in  their  proper 
stations,  sought  the  Chieftain  of  Glennaquoich  and  his  friend 
Edward  Waverley.  He  found  the  former  busied  in  determin- 
ing disputes  among  his  clansmen  about  points  of  precedence 
and  deeds  of  valour,  besides  sundry  high  and  doubtful  ques- 
tions concerning  plunder.  The  most  important  of  the  last  re- 
spected the  property  of  a  gold  watch,  which  had  once  belonged 
to  some  unfortunate  English  officer.  The  party  against  whom 
judgment  was  awarded  consoled  himself  by  observing,  "  She 
(i.e.  the  watch,  which  he  took  for  a  living  animal)  died  tlie 
very  night  Vich  Ian  Vohr  gave  her  to  Murdock;"  the  ma- 
chine having,  in  fact,  stopped  for  want  of  winding  iip.' 

It  was  just  when  this  imj)ortant  question  was  decided  that 
the  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  with  a  careful  and  yet  important 
expression  of  countenance,  joined  the  two  young  men.  He 
descended  from  his  reeking  charger,  the  care  of  whicli  he  rec- 
ommended to  one  of  his  grooms.  "  I  seldom  ban,  sir,"  said 
he  to  the  man ;  "  but  if  you  play  any  of  your  hound's-foot 
tricks,  and  leave  puir  Berwick  ])efore  he's  sorted,  to  rin  after 
spuilzie,  dcill  bo  wi'  mo  if  I  do  not  give  your  craig  a  tliraw." 
Ho  then  stroked  with  great  comjjlacericy  th(j  animal  which 
liad  bomo  liim  thrf)ugh  tlio  fatigues  of  the  day,  and  having 
taken  a  tender  leave  of  him — "  Weel,  my  good  yonng  friends, 
a  glorious  and  decisive  victory,"  said  he;  "but  these  loons  of 
troopers  fled  ower  soon.  T  should  liavc  liked  to  liavo  shown 
you  the  tnio  iK)ints  f)f  fho,  prrr/h/m  rrjin-strr,  or  equestrian  com- 
bat, whilk  their  cowardice  has  postponed,  and  wliieh  I  hold 
to  be  the  pride  and  teiTor  of  warfare.  Weel,  I  have  fonght 
once  more  in  this  old  quarrel,  though  T  admit  T  could  not  be 
so  far  ben  as  you  lads,  being  that  it  was  my  point  of  duty  to 

'  Sue  Note  37. 


362  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

keep  together  our  handful  of  horse.  And  no  cavalier  ought 
in  any  wise  to  begrudge  honour  that  befalls  his  companions, 
even  though  they  are  ordered  upon  thrice  his  danger,  whilk, 
another  time,  by  the  blessing  of  God,  may  be  his  own  case. 
But,  Glennaquoich,  and  you,  Mr.  Waverley,  I  pray  ye  to  give 
me  your  best  advice  on  a  matter  of  mickle  weight,  and  which 
deeply  affects  the  honour  of  the  house  of  Bradwardine.  I 
crave  your  pardon,  Ensign  Maccombich,  and  yours,  Inver- 
aughlin,  and  yours,  Edderalshendrach,  and  yours,  sir." 

The  last  person  he  addressed  was  Ballenkeiroch,  who,  re- 
membering the  death  of  his  son,  loured  on  him  with  a  look  of 
savage  defiance.  The  Baron,  quick  as  lightning  at  taking  um- 
brage, had  already  bent  his  brow  when  Glennaquoich  dragged 
his  major  from  the  spot,  and  remonstrated  with  him,  in  the 
authoritative  tone  of  a  chieftain,  on  the  madness  of  reviving  a 
quarrel  such  a  moment. 

"The  ground  is  cumbered  with  carcasses,"  said  the  old 
mountaineer,  turning  sullenly  away ;  "  one  more  would  hardly 
have  been  kenn'd  upon  it;  and  if  it  wasna  for  yoursell,  Vich 
Ian  Vohr,  that  one  should  be  Bradwardine's  or  mine." 

The  Chief  soothed  while  he  hurried  him  away ;  and  then 
returned  to  the  Baron.  "  It  is  Ballenkeiroch, "  he  said,  in  an 
mider  and  confidential  voice,  "father  of  the  young  man  who 
feU  eight  years  since  in  the  unlucky  affair  at  the  mains." 

"  Ah!"  said  the  Baron,  instantly  relaxing  the  doubtful  stern- 
ness of  his  features,  "  I  can  take  mickle  frae  a  man  to  whom  I 
have  unhappily  rendered  sic  a  displeasure  as  that.  Ye  were 
right  to  apprise  me,  Glennaquoich;  he  may  look  as  black  as 
mifhiiglit  at  Martinmas  ere  Cosmo  Comyne  Bradwardine  shall 
say  he  does  him  wrang.  Ah!  I  have  nae  male  lineage,  and  I 
should  bear  with  one  I  have  made  childless,  though  you  are 
aware  the  blood-wit  was  made  up  to  your  ain  satisfaction  by 
assythment,  and  that  I  have  since  expedited  letters  of  slains. 
Weel,  as  I  have  said,  I  have  no  male  issue,  and  yet  it  is  need- 
ful that  I  maintain  the  honour  of  my  house ;  and  it  is  on  that 
score  I  prayed  ye  for  your  peculiar  and  private  attention." 

The  two  young  men  awaited  to  hear  him,  in  anxious  curi- 
osity. 


WAVERLEY.  353 

*•  I  doubt  na,  lads, "  lie  proceeded,  *'  but  your  educatiou  lias 
been  sae  seen  to  that  ye  understand  the  true  nature  of  the 
feudal  tenures?" 

Fergus,  afraid  of  an  endless  dissertation,  answered,  "  Inti- 
mately, Baron, "  and  touched  Waverley  as  a  signal  to  express 
no  ignorance. 

"  And  ye  are  aware,  I  doubt  not,  that  the  holding  of  the 
barony  of  Bradwardine  is  of  a  nature  alike  honourable  and 
peculiar,  being  blanch  (which  Craig  opines  ought  to  be  Latiu- 
ated  blancum,  or  rather  francum,  a  free  holding)  ^^/'o  servitio 
detrahendi,  seu  exuendl,  caUyas  regis  jiost  hattalllamy  Here 
Fergus  turned  his  falcon  eye  upon  Edward,  with  an  aUiiost 
imperceptible  rise  of  his  eyebrow,  to  which  his  shoulders  cor- 
responded ill  the  same  degree  of  elevation.  "  Now,  twa  points 
of  dubitation  occur  to  me  upon  this  topic.  First,  whether 
this  service,  or  feudal  homage,  be  at  any  event  due  to  the  per- 
son of  the  Prince,  the  words  being,  ijer  expressum,  c(i/i;/as 
REGIS,  the  boots  of  the  king  himself;  and  I  pray  your  opinion 
anent  that  particular  before  we  proceed  farther. " 

*'  Why,  he  is  Prince  Regent, "  answered  Mac-Ivor,  with 
laudable  composure  of  countenance;  *'and  in  the  court  of 
France  all  the  honours  are  rendered  to  the  person  of  the  Re- 
gent which  are  due  to  that  of  the  King.  Besides,  were  I  to 
pull  off  either  of  their  Ixiots,  I  would  render  that  service  to 
the  young  Chevalier  ten  times  more  willingly  than  to  his 
father." 

"  Ah,  but  1  talk  not  of  personal  predilections.  However, 
your  authority  is  of  great  weight  aa  to  the  usages  of  tlio  court 
of  France;  and  doubtless  the  I'rince,  as  a/tn'  ef/o,  may  have  a 
riglit  to  (ilaiin  the  homagium  of  the  great  tenants  of  the  crown, 
since  all  faithful  subjects  are  coiiuiuuided,  in  the  couunissiou 
of  regency,  to  respect  him  as  tlio  King's  own  jjerson.  I^'ar, 
therefore,  be  it  from  mo  to  diminish  the  lustre  of  liis  authority 
by  withholding  this  act  of  homage,  so  peculiarly  calculated  to 
give  it  splendour;  for  I  question  if  the  Emperor  of  (rermany 
hath  his  IxKits  taken  off  by  a  free  baron  of  the  emjiire.  But 
here  lieth  the  second  diftifulty — the  Prince  wears  no  boots, 
but  simply  brogues  and  trewa." 


354  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

This  last  dilemma  had  almost  disturbed  Fergus's  gravity. 

"Why,"  said  he,  "you  know.  Baron,  the  proverb  tells  us, 
'It's  ill  taking  the  breeks  off  a  Highlandman, '  and  the  boots 
are  here  in  tlie  same  predicament." 

"  The  word  caJlga',  however,"  continued  the  Baron,  "though 
I  admit  that,  by  family  tradition,  and  even  in  our  ancient 
evidents,  it  is  explained  "  lie-boots, "  means,  in  its  primitive 
sense,  rather  sandals ;  and  Caius  Caesar,  the  nephew  and  suo- 
cessor  of  Caius  Tiberius,  received  the  agnomen  of  Caligula, 
a  cuUyulis  s'lve  calif/is  levioribus,  qtiibits  adolescentior  nsus 
fiierat  in  exercitu  Germanici  patris  sui.  And  the  caligm  were 
also  proper  to  the  monastic  bodies ;  for  we  read  in  an  ancient 
glossarium  upon  the  rule  of  St.  Benedict,  in  the  Abbey  of  St. 
Amand,  that  callgoi  were  tied  with  latchets." 

"  That  will  apply  to  the  brogues,"  said  Fergus. 

"  It  will  so,  my  dear  Glennaquoich,  and  the  words  are  ex- 
press :  Caligm,  dictce  stint  quia  ligtintur;  nam  socci  non  ligun- 
tiir,  sedtantum  intromittuntur ;  that  is,  caligcB  are  denominated 
from  the  ligatures  wherewith  they  are  bound;  whereas  socci, 
which  may  be  analogous  to  our  mules,  whilk  the  English  de- 
nominate slippers,  are  only  slipped  upon  the  feet.  The  words 
of  the  charter  are  also  alternative,  &cuere  sen  detrahere; 
that  is,  to  nndo,  as  in  the  case  of  sandals  or  brogues,  and  to 
pi/7l  off,  as  we  say  vernacularly  concerning  boots.  Yet  I 
would  we  had  more  light ;  but  I  fear  there  is  little  chance  of 
finding  hereabout  any  erudite  author  de  re  vestiaria." 

"  I  should  doubt  it  very  much, "  said  the  Chieftain,  looking 
aroimd  on  the  straggling  Highlanders,  who  were  returning 
loaded  with  spoils  of  the  slain,  "  though  the  res  vestiaria  itself 
seems  to  be  in  some  request  at  present." 

This  remark  coming  within  the  Baron's  idea  of  jocularity, 
he  honoured  it  with  a  smile,  but  immediately  resumed  what 
to  him  appeared  very  serious  business. 

"  Bailie  Macwheeble  indeed  holds  an  opinion  that  this  hon- 
orary service  is  due,  from  its  very  nature,  si  petatur  tantum; 
only  if  his  Royal  Highness  shall  require  of  the  great  tenant  of 
the  crown  to  perform  that  personal  duty;  and  indeed  he  pointed 
out  the  case  in  Dirleton's  DovAts  and  Queries,  Grippit  versus 


WAVERLEY.  356 

Spicer,  anent  the  eviction  of  an  estate  ob  non  solutum  canonem; 
that  is,  for  non-payment  of  a  feu-duty  of  three  peppercorn  a- 
year,  whilk  were  taxt  to  be  worth  seven-eighths  of  a  penny 
Scots,  in  whilk  the  defender  was  assoilized.  But  I  deem  it 
safest,  wi'  your  good  favour,  to  place  myself  in  the  way  of 
rendering  the  Prince  this  service,  and  to  proffer  performance 
thereof ;  and  I  shall  cause  the  Bailie  to  attend  with  a  schedule 
of  a  protest,  whilk  he  has  here  prepared  (taking  out  a  paper), 
intimating,  that  if  it  shall  be  his  Royal  Highness 's  pleasure 
to  accept  of  other  assistance  at  pulling  off  his  caligce  (whether 
the  same  sliall  be  rendered  boots  or  brogues)  save  that  of  the 
said  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  who  is  in  presence  ready  and 
willing  to  perform  the  same,  it  shall  in  nowise  impinge  upon 
or  prejudice  the  right  of  the  said  Cosmo  Comyne  Bradwardine 
to  perform  the  said  service  in  future ;  nor  shall  it  give  any  es- 
quire, valet  of  the  chamber,  squire,  or  page,  whose  assistance 
it  may  please  his  Royal  Highness  to  employ,  any  right,  title, 
or  ground  for  evicting  from  the  said  Cosmo  Comyne  Bradwar- 
dine the  estate  and  barony  of  Bradwardine,  and  others  held 
as  aforesaid,  by  the  due  and  faithful  performance  thereof." 

Fergus  highly  aj)))lauded  this  arrangement;  and  the  Baron 
took  a  friendly  leave  of  them,  with  a  smile  of  contented  im- 
p^jrtance  upon  his  visage. 

"  Long  live  our  dear  friend  the  Baron,"  exclaimed  the  Chief, 
as  800  as  he  waa  ovit  of  hearing,  "  for  the  most  al)surd  original 
that  exists  north  of  the  Tweed!  I  wish  to  heaven  I  had  rec- 
ommended him  U)  attend  the  circle  this  evening  with  a  boot- 
ket(ih  under  his  arm.  I  think  he  might  have  adopted  the 
suggestion  if  it  had  been  made  with  suitable  gravity." 

"And  how  can  yon  tak(^  pleasure  in  making  a  man  of  his 
worth  so  ridicidous'r'" 

"  licigging  ])ai(lon,  my  dear  Waverley,  you  are  ;us  ridiculo\i!-i 
as  he.  Why,  do  you  not  se(!  that  the  man's  whole  jnind  is 
wrapped  up  in  this  ceremony?  He  has  heard  and  thought  of 
it  since  infancy  as  the  most  august  privilege  and  ceremony  in 
the  world;  an<l  1  doubt  not  but  the  expected  pleasure  of  ])er- 
forniing  it  was  a  principal  motive  with  him  ff)r  taking  np 
arms.     Depend  upon  it,  had  i  endeavoured  to  divert  him  from 


356  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

exposing  himself  he  would  have  treated  me  as  an  ignorant^ 
conceited  coxcomb,  or  perhaps  might  have  taken  a  fancy  to 
cut  my  throat ;  a  pleasure  which  he  once  proposed  to  himself 
upon  some  point  of  etiquette  not  half  so  important,  in  his 
eyes,  as  this  matter  of  boots  or  brogues,  or  whatever  the  caligcB 
shall  finally  be  pronounced  by  the  learned.  But  I  must  go  to 
headquarters,  to  prepare  the  Prince  for  this  extraordinary 
scene.  My  information  will  be  well  taken,  for  it  will  give 
him  a  hearty  laugh  at  present,  and  put  him  on  his  guard 
against  laughing  when  it  might  be  very  mal-a-projoos.  So,  au 
revoir,  my  dear  Waverley." 


CHAPTER  XLIX. 

THE   ENGLISH   PRISONER. 

The  first  occupation  of  AVaverley,  after  he  departed  from 
the  Chieftain,  was  to  go  in  quest  of  the  officer  whose  life  he 
had  saved.  He  was  guarded,  along  with  his  companions  ia 
misfortune,  who  were  very  numerous,  in  a  gentleman's  house 
near  the  field  of  battle. 

On  entering  the  room  where  they  stood  crowded  together, 
"Waverley  easily  recognised  the  object  of  his  visit,  not  only  by 
the  peculiar  dignity  of  his  appearance,  but  by  the  appendage 
of  Dugald  Mahony,  with  his  battle-axe,  who  had  stuck  to  him 
from  the  moment  of  his  captivity  as  if  he  had  been  skewered 
to  his  side.  This  close  attendance  was  perhaps  for  the  pur- 
pose of  secui'ing  his  promised  reward  from  Edward,  but  it  also 
operated  to  save  the  English  gentleman  from  being  plundered 
in  the  scene  of  general  confusion ;  for  Dugald  sagaciously  ar- 
gued that  the  amount  of  the  salvage  which  he  might  be  allowed 
would  be  regulated  by  the  state  of  the  prisoner  when  he  shoidd 
deliver  hiju  over  to  Waverley.  He  hastened  to  assure  Wa- 
verley,  therefore,  with  more  words  than  he  usually  employed, 
that  he  had  "  keepit  ta  sidier  roy  haill,  and  that  he  wasna  a 
plack  the  waur  since  the  fery  moment  when  his  honour  forbad 
her  to  gie  him  a  bit  clamhewit  wi'  her  Lochaber-axe." 


WAVERLEY.  357 

Waverley  assured  Dugald  of  a  liberal  recompense,  aiid,  ap- 
proaching the  English  officer,  expressed  his  anxiety  to  do  any- 
thing which  might  contribute  to  his  convenience  under  his 
present  unpleasant  circumstances. 

"  I  am  not  so  inexperienced  a  soldier,  sir, "  answered  the 
Englishman,  "  as  to  complain  of  the  fortune  of  war.  I  am 
only  grieved  to  see  those  scenes  acted  in  our  own  island  which 
I  have  often  witnessed  elsewhere  with  comparative  indiffer- 
ence. " 

"Another  such  day  as  this,"  said  Waverley,  "and  I  trust 
the  cause  of  your  regrets  will  be  removed,  and  all  will  again 
return  to  peace  and  order." 

The  officer  smiled  and  shook  his  head.  "  I  must  not  forget 
my  situation  so  far  as  to  attempt  a  formal  confutation  of  that 
opinion ;  but,  notwithstanding  your  success  and  the  valour 
which  achieved  it,  you  have  undertaken  a  task  to  which  your 
strength  appears  wholly  inadequate." 

At  this  moment  Fergus  pushed  into  the  press. 
"Come,  p]dward,  come  along;  the  Prince  has  gone  to  Pinkie 
House  for  the  night ;  and  we  must  follow,  or  lose  the  whole 
ceremony  of  tlie  cjtl'vjiv.  Your  friend,  the  Baron,  has  been 
guilty  of  a  great  piece  of  cruelty ;  lie  has  insisted  upon  drag- 
ging liiiilie  Maxiwheeble  out  to  the  held  of  battle.  Now,  you 
must  know,  the  Bailie's  greatest  horror  is  an  armed  Iligli- 
laiuier  or  a  loaded  gun ;  and  there  he  stands,  listening  to  the 
Baron's  instruetions  C(jn(;erning  the  protest,  ducking  his  liciid 
like  a  sea-gull  at  the  rei)ort  of  every  gun  and  pistol  that  our 
idle  boys  are  firing  upon  the  fields,  and  undergoing,  by  way  oi' 
penance,  at  every  8ymj)tom  of  flinching  a  severe  rebuke  from 
his  ])atron,  who  would  not  admit  the  discharge  of  a  whole  bat- 
tery of  cannon,  within  point-blank  distance,  as  an  ai)()l<)gy  for 
negle(!ting  a  discourse  in  which  the  honour  of  his  family  is 
interested." 

"  But  how  has  Mr.  Bradwardine  got  him  to  venture  so  far?" 
said  Edward. 

"  Wliy,  he  had  come  as  far  as  Musselburgh,  I  fancy,  in 
hopes  of  making  some  of  oiir  wills;  and  the  ])eremptory  c(jni- 
mands  of  the  Baron  diagged  him  forward  to  Preston  after  the 


358  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

battle  was  over.  He  complains  of  one  or  two  of  Dur  raga- 
uiufiiiis  having  put  him  in  peril  of  his  life  by  presenting  their 
pieces  at  liim ;  but  as  they  limited  his  ransom  to  an  English 
penny,  I  don't  think  Ave  need  trouble  the  provost-mai'shal  upon 
that  subject.     So  come  alone,  Waverley." 

''Waverley!"  said  the  English  officer,  with  great  emotion; 
"the  nephew  of  Sir  Everard  Waverley,  of shire?" 

''The  same,  sir,"  replied  our  hero,  somewhat  surprised  at 
the  tone  in  which  he  was  addressed. 

"I  am  at  once  happy  and  grieved,"  said  the  prisoner,  "to 
have  met  with  you." 

"1  am  ignorant,  sir,"  answered  Waverley,  "how  I  have 
deserved  so  much  interest." 

'•  Did  your  vuicle  never  mention  a  friend  called  Talbot?" 

"  I  have  heard  him  talk  with  great  regard  of  such  a  person," 
replied  Edward;  "a  colonel,  1  believe,  in  the  army,  and  the 
husband  of  Lady  Emily  Blandeville;  but  I  thought  Colonel 
Talbot  had  been  abroad." 

"I  am  just  returned,"  answered  the  officer;  "and  being  in 
Scotland,  thought  it  my  duty  to  act  where  my  services  prom- 
ised to  be  useful.  Yes,  Mr.  Waverley,  I  am  that  Colonel 
Talbot,  the  husband  of  the  lady  you  have  named;  and  I  am 
proud  to  acknowledge  that  I  owe  alike  my  professional  rank 
and  my  domestic  happmess  to  your  generous  and  noble- 
minded  relative.  Good  God !  that  I  should  find  his  nephew 
in  such  a  dress,  and  engaged  in  such  a  cause!" 

"Sir,"  said  Fergus,  haughtily,  "the  dress  and  cause  are 
those  of  men  of  birth  and  honour." 

"My  situation  f<jrl)id3  me  to  dispute  your  assertion, "  said 
Colonel  Tidlx)t ;  "  otherwise  it  were  no  difficult  matter  to  show 
that  neither  courage  nor  jjride  of  lineage  can  gild  a  bad  cause. 
But,  with  Mr.  Waverley' 8  p»ermission,  and  yours,  sir,  if  yours 
also  must  be  asked,  I  would  willingly  speak  a  few  words  with 
him  on  aifairs  connected  with  his  own  family." 

"Mr.  Waverley,  sir,  regulates  his  oavti  motions.  You  will 
follow  me,  I  suppose,  to  Pinkie,"  said  Fergus  turning  to  Ed- 
ward, "when  you  have  finished  your  discourse  with  this  new 
acquaintance?"     So  saying,  the  Chief  of  Glennaquoich  ad- 


WAVERLEY.  359 

justed  his  plaid  "witli  rather  more  than  his  usual  air  of  haughty 
assumption  and  left  the  apartment. 

The  interest  of  Waverley  readily  procured  for  Colonel  Tal- 
bot the  freedom  of  adjourning  to  a  large  garden  belonging  to 
his  place  of  confinement.  They  walked  a  few  paces  in  si- 
lence, Colonel  Talbot  apparently  studying  how  to  open  what 
he  had  to  say ;  at  length  he  addressed  Edward. 

"  Mr.  Waverley,  you  have  this  day  saved  my  life ;  and  yet 
I  wotdd  to  God  that  I  had  lost  it,  ere  I  had  found  you  wear- 
ing the  uniform  and  cockade  of  these  men." 

"  I  forgive  youi*  reproach,  Colonel  Talbot ;  it  is  well  meant, 
and  your  education  aud  prejudices  render  it  natui-al.  But 
there  is  nothing  extraordinary  in  finding  a  man  whose  honour 
has  been  publicly  and  unjustly  assailed  in  the  situation  which 
promised  most  fair  to  afford  him  satisfaction  on  his  calum- 
niators." 

"  [  should  rather  say,  in  the  situation  most  likely  to  confirm 
the  reports  which  they  have  circulated,"  said  Colonel  Talbot, 
"  by  following  the  very  line  of  conduct  ascribed  to  you.  Are 
you  aware,  Mr.  Waverley,  of  the  infinite  distress,  and  even 
danger,  which  your  present  conduct  has  occasioned  to  your 
nearnst  relatives?" 

"Danger!" 

"  Yes,  sir,  danger.  "When  I  left  England  your  uncle  and 
father  had  been  oljliged  to  find  liail  to  answer  a  charge  of 
trea.son,  to  which  tlu'y  wore  only  admitted  by  the  exertion  of 
the  most  powfi-ful  interest.  I  came  down  to  Scotland  with 
the  solo  purpose  of  rescuing  you  from  the  gulf  into  whicli  you 
have  precipitated  yourself;  nor  can  I  estimate  the  conse- 
quences to  your  family  of  your  having  openly  joined  the  r<^- 
>)ellion,  since  the  very  suspicion  of  your  intention  was  so  peri- 
Ions  t/)  tlicm.  MoHt  deeply  do  I  regret  that  I  did  not  meet 
you  l)efore  this  last  and  fatal  error." 

"T  am  really  ignorant,"  said  Waverley,  in  a  tone  of  re- 
serve, "  why  ('olonel  Talb<jt  should  have  take  so  much  trouble 
on  my  a/^eount." 

"  ATr.  Waverley,"  anHwcred  Talbot,  "I  am  dull  at  a])pre- 
hending  irony;  and  therefore  I  shall  answer  your  words  ;ic- 
IG  Vol.  1 


360  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

cording  to  their  plain  meaning,  I  am  indebted  to  your  uncl& 
for  benefits  greater  than  those  which  a  son  owes  to  a  father. 
I  acknowledge  to  him  the  duty  of  a  son ;  and  as  I  know  there 
is  no  manner  in  which  I  can  requite  his  kindness  so  well  as 
by  serving  you,  I  will  serve  you,  if  possible,  whether  you  will 
permit  me  or  no.  The  personal  obligation  which  you  have 
this  day  laid  me  under  (although,  In  common  estimation,  as 
g^eat  as  one  human  being  can  bestow  on  another)  adds  noth- 
ing to  my  zeal  on  your  behalf ;  nor  can  that  zeal  be  abated  by 
any  coolness  with  which  you  may  please  to  receive  it." 

"Your  intentions  may  be  kind,  sir,"  said  Waverley,  drily j 
"  but  your  language  is  harsh,  or  at  least  peremptory. " 

"  On  my  return  to  England, "  continued  Colonel  Talbot, 
"after  long  absence,  I  found  your  uncle.  Sir  Everard  Wa- 
verley, in  the  custody  of  a  king's  messenger,  in  consequence 
of  the  suspicion  brought  upon  him  by  your  conduct.  He  is 
my  oldest  friend — how  often  shall  I  repeat  it? — my  best  bene- 
factor! he  sacrificed  his  own  views  of  happiness  to  mine;  he 
never  uttered  a  word,  he  never  harboured  a  thought,  that 
benevolence  itself  might  not  have  tliought  or  spoken.  I  found 
this  man  in  confinement,  rendered  harsher  to  him  by  his  habits 
of  life,  his  natural  dignity  of  feeling,  and — forgive  me,  Mr. 
Waverley — by  the  cause  through  which  this  calamity  had 
come  upon  him.  I  cannot  disguise  from  you  my  feelings  upon 
this  occasion ;  they  were  most  painfully  unfavourable  to  you. 
Having  by  my  family  interest,  which  you  probably  know  is 
not  inconsiderable,  succeeded  in  obtaining  Sir  Everard' s  re- 
lease, I  set  out  for  Scotland.  I  saw  Colonel  Gardiner,  a  man 
whose  fate  alone  is  sufficient  to  render  this  Insurrection  for 
ever  execrable.  In  the  course  of  conversation  with  him  I 
found  that,  from  late  circumstances,  from  a  re-examination  of 
the  i)ersons  engaged  in  the  mutiny,  and  from  his  original  good 
opinion  of  your  character,  he  was  much  softened  towards  you; 
and  I  doubted  not  that,  if  I  could  be  so  fortunate  as  to  dis- 
cover you,  all  might  yet  be  well.  But  this  unnatural  rebel- 
lion has  ruined  all.  I  have,  for  the  first  time  in  a  long  and 
active  military  life,  seen  Britons  disgrace  themselves  by  a 
panic  flight,  and  that  before  a  foe  without  either  arms  or  dis- 


WAVERLEY.  ^^ 

cipline.  And  now  I  find  the  hsir  of  my  dearest  friend — the 
sou,  I  may  say,  of  his  aif ections — sharing  a  triumph  for  -whicJi 
he  ought  the  first  to  have  blushed.  Why  should  I  lament 
Gardiner?  his  lot  was  happy  compared  to  miue!" 

There  was  so  much  dignity  in  Colonel  Talbot's  manner, 
BTich  a  mixture  of  military  pride  and  manly  sorrow,  and  the 
news  of  Sir  Everard's  imprisonment  was  told  in  so  deep  a 
tone  of  feeling,  that  Edward  stood  mortified,  abashed,  and 
distressed  in  presence  of  the  prisoner  who  owed  to  him  his 
life  not  many  hours  before.  He  was  not  sorry  when  Fergus 
interrupted  their  conference  a  second  time. 

"His  lloyal  Higlmess  commands  ]\[r.  Waverley's  attend- 
ance." Colonel  Talbot  threw  upon  Edward  a  reproachful 
glance,  which  did  not  escape  the  quick  eye  of  the  Higliland 
Chief.  "His  immediate  attendance,"  he  repeated,  with  con- 
siderable emphasis.  Waverley  turned  again  towarda  the 
Colonel. 

"  We  shall  meet  again,"  he  said;  "  in  the  mean  while,  every 
possible  accommodation " 

"1  desire  none,"  said  the  Colonel;  "let  me  fare  like  the 
meanest  of  those  brave  men  who,  on  this  day  of  calaiuity,  have 
preferred  wounds  and  captivity  to  flight;  I  would  almost  ex- 
change phu-es  witli  one  of  those  wlio  have  fallen  to  know 
that  my  words  have  made  a  suitable  impression  on  your 
mind." 

'•  Let  Colonel  Talbot  bo  carefully  secured,"  said  Fergus  to 
the  Highland  officer  who  commanded  the  guard  over  the  pris- 
oners; "  it  is  the  Prince's  jnirticular  command;  lie  is  a  prisoner 
of  the  utmost  impf)rtance." 

"  But  let  him  want  no  accommodation  suitable  to  his  rank," 
said  Waverley. 

"  Consistent  always  with  secure  custody,"  reiterated  Fergus. 
The  oflicer  sigiiiiied  his  acquiescence  in  b<jth  commauiU,  and 
Edward  followed  Fergus  to  the  garden-gate,  wheje  Callum 
Beg,  with  three  saddle-horses,  awaited  them.  Turning  his 
head,  he  saw  Colonel  Talbot  re-conducted  to  his  place  of  con- 
finement by  a  file  of  Highlanders;  he  lingered  on  tlie  threshold 
of  the  door  and  made  a  signal  with  liia  hand  towaida  War 


862  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

verley,    as   if   eiiforciug  the  language  he  had  held  towards 
him. 

'•  Horses,"  said  Fergus,  as  he  mounted,  "are  now  as  plenty 
as  blackberries;  every  man  may  have  them  for  the  catching. 
Come,  let  Galium  adjust  your  stirrups,  and  let  us  to  Pinkio 
House '  as  fast  as  these  ci-devant  dragoon-horses  choose  to 
carry  us. 


CHAPTER  L. 

RATHER  UNIMPORTANT. 

"  I  WAS  turned  back, "  said  Fergus  to  Edward,  as  they  gal- 
loped from  Preston  to  Pinkie  House,  "  by  a  message  from  the 
Prince.  But  1  suppose  you  know  the  value  of  this  most  noble 
Colonel  Talbot  as  a  prisoner.  He  is  held  one  of  the  best  offi- 
cers among  the  red-coats,  a  special  friend  and  favourite  of  the 
Elector  himself,  and  of  that  di-eadful  hero,  the  Duke  of  Cum- 
berland, who  has  been  summoned  from  his  triumphs  at  Fonte 
noy  to  come  over  and  devour  us  poor  Highlanders  alive.  Has 
he  been  telling  you  how  the  bells  of  St.  James's  ring?  Not 
*turn  again,  AVhittington, '  like  those  of  Bow,  iu  the  days  of 
yore?" 

"Fergus!"  said  Waverley,  with  a  reproachful  look. 

"  Xay,  I  cannot  tell  what  to  make  of  you, "  answered  the 
Chief  of  Mac-Ivor,  "  you  are  blown  about  with  every  wind  of 
doctrine.  Here  have  we  gained  a  victory  unparalleled  in  his- 
tory, and  your  behaviour  is  praised  by  every  living  mortal  to 
the  skies,  and  the  Prince  is  eager  to  thank  you  in  person,  and 
all  our  beauties  of  the  White  Rose  are  pulling  caps  for  you; — 
and  you,  the  preux  chevalier  of  the  day,  are  stooping  on  your 
horse's  neck  like  a  butter- woman  riding  to*  market,  and  look- 
ing as  black  as  a  funeral!" 

"  I  am  sorry  for  poor  Colonel  Gardiner's  death ;  he  was  once 
very  kind  to  me." 

"^Vhy,  then,  be  sorry  for  five  minutes,  and  then  be  glad 

'  Charles  Edward  took  up  his  quarters  after  the  battle  at  Pinkie  House, 
adjoiaing  to  Musselburgh. 


WAVERLET.  363 

again;  his  chance  to-day  may  be  ours  to-morrow;  and  what 
does  it  signify?  The  next  best  thing  to  victory  is  honour- 
able death ;  but  it  is  a  pis-all&r,  and  one  would  rather  a  foe 
had  it  than  one's  self." 

'*  But  Oolonel  Talbot  has  informed  me  that  my  father  and 
uncle  are  both  imprisoned  by  government  on  my  account." 

"We'll  put  in  bail,  my  boy;  old  Andrew  Ferrara '  shall 
lodge  his  security;  and  I  should  like  to  see  him  put  to  justify 
it  in  Westminster  Hall!" 

"  Ny,  they  are  already  at  liberty,  upon  bail  of  a  more  civic 
disposition." 

"  Then  why  is  thy  noble  spirit  cast  down,  Edward?  Dost 
think  that  the  Elector's  ministers  are  such  doves  as  to  set 
their  enemies  at  liberty  at  this  critical  moment  if  they  could 
or  durst  confine  and  punish  them?  Assure  thyself  that  either 
they  have  no  charge  against  your  relations  on  which  they  can 
continue  their  imprisonment,  or  else  they  are  afraid  of  our 
friends,  the  jolly  Cavaliers  of  old  England.  At  any  rate,  you 
need  not  be  apprehensive  upon  their  account;  and  we  will  tind 
some  means  of  conveying  to  them  assurances  of  your  safety." 

Edward  was  silenced  but  not  satisfied  with  tliese  reasons. 
He  had  ikjw  been  more  than  once  shocked  at  the  small  degree 
of  8yni|»afhy  whicli  Fergus  exhibited  for  the  feelings  even  of 
those  whom  ho  loved,  if  they  did  not  correspond  with  his  own 
mood  at  the  time,  and  more  especially  if  tliey  thwarted  him 
while  earnest  in  a  fav<mrite  pursuit.  Fergus  sometimes  in- 
deed ob.sei-vjid  that  ho  hud  oJi'eiided  Waverley,  but,  always 
intent  upon  some  favourite  plan  or  project  of  his  own,  he  waa 
never  sufficiently  aware  of  the  extent  or  duration  of  his  dis- 
pleasure, so  that  the  reiteration  of  those  petty  offences  some- 
what cooled  tfio  vf)hniteer'8  extreme  attaelnuent  to  his  oilicer. 

The  Chevalier  received  Waverley  with  his  usual  favour,  and 
paid  him  many  c-ompliments  on  Jiis  distinguished  bravery. 
Ho  then  took  him  ai)art,  made  many  inquiries  concerning  Colo- 
nel Talbot,  and  when  he  had  received  all  the  informatioa 
which  Edward  was  al)lo  to  give  concerning  him  and  his  con- 
nexions, he  proceeded:  "1   cannot  but  tliink,  Mr.  Waverley, 


364  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

that  since  this  gentleman  is  so  particularly  connected  with 
our  worthy  and  excellent  friend,  Sir  Everard  VVaverley,  and 
since  his  lady  is  of  the  house  of  Blaudeville,  whose  devotion 
to  the  true  and  loyal  principles  of  the  Church  of  England  is 
so  generally  known,  the  Colonel's  own  private  sentiments 
cannot  be  unfavourable  to  us,  whatever  mask  he  may  have 
assumed  to  accommodate  himself  to  the  times." 

"  If  I  am  to  judge  from  the  language  he  this  day  held  to 
me,  I  am  under  the  necessity  of  differing  widely  from  your 
Koyal  Highness." 

"  Well,  it  is  worth  making  a  trial  at  least.  I  therefore  en- 
trust you  with  the  charge  of  Colonel  Talbot,  with  power  to  act 
concerning  him  as  you  think  most  advisable;  and  I  hope  you 
will  find  means  of  ascertaining  what  are  his  real  dispositions 
towards  our  Royal  Father's  restoration." 

"  I  am  convinced, "  said  Waverley,  bowing,  "  that  if  Colonel 
Tallx)t  chooses  to  grant  his  parole,  it  may  be  securely  depended 
upon ;  but  if  he  refuses  it,  I  trust  your  Royal  Highness  will 
devolve  on  some  other  person  than  the  nephew  of  his  friend 
the  task  of  laying  him  under  the  necessary  restraint. " 

"  I  will  trust  him  with  no  person  but  you, "  said  the  Prince, 
smiling,  but  peremptorily  repeating  his  mandate ;  "  it  is  of 
importance  to  my  service  that  there  should  appear  to  be  a 
good  intelligence  between  you,  even  if  you  are  unable  to  gain 
his  confidence  in  earnest.  You  will  therefore  receive  him  into 
your  quarters,  and  in  case  he  declines  giving  his  parole,  you 
must  apply  for  a  proper  guard.  I  beg  you  will  go  about  this 
directly.      We  return  to  Edinburgh  to-morrow." 

Being  thus  remanded  to  the  vicinity  of  Preston,  Waverley 
lost  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine's  solemn  act  of  homage.  So 
little,  however,  was  he  at  this  time  in  love  with  vanity,  that 
he  had  quite  forgotten  the  ceremony  in  which  Fergus  had  la- 
boured to  engage  his  curiosity.  But  next  day  a  formal  Ga- 
zette was  circulated,  containing  a  detailed  account  of  the  battle 
of  Gladsmuir,  as  the  Highlanders  chose  to  denominate  their 
victory.  It  concluded  with  an  account  of  the  court  aftei-wards 
held  by  the  Chevalier  at  Pinkie  House,  which  contained  this 
among  other  high-flown  descrijjtive  jiaragraphs : 


WAVERLEY.  365 

"  Since  that  fatal  treaty  which  annihilates  Scotland  as  an 
independent  nation,  it  has  not  been  our  happiness  to  see  her 
princes  receive,  and  her  nobles  discharge,  those  acts  of  feudal 
homage  which,  founded  upon  the  splendid  actions  of  Scottish 
valour,  recall  the  memory  of  her  early  history,  with  the  manly 
and  chivalrous  simplicity  of  the  ties  which  united  to  the 
Crown  the  homage  of  the  warriors  by  whom  it  was  repeatedly 
upheld  and  defended.  But  on  the  evening  of  the  20th  our 
memories  were  refreshed  with  one  of  those  ceremonies  which 
belong  to  the  ancient  days  of  Scotland's  glory.  After  the 
circle  was  formed,  Cosmo  Comyne  Bradwardine,  of  that  ilk, 
colonel  in  the  service,  etc.  etc.  etc.,  came  before  the  Prince, 
attended  by  Mr.  D.  Macwheeble,  the  Bailie  of  his  ancient 
barony  of  Bradwardine  (who,  we  miderstand,  has  been  lately 
named  a  commissary),  and,  under  form  of  instrument,  claimed 
permission  to  perform  to  the  person  of  his  Royal  Highness,  as 
representing  liis  father,  the  service  used  and  wont,  for  whicli, 
under  a  charter  of  Robert  Bruce  (of  which  ^lie  original  was 
produced  and  insi)e(;ted  by  the  Masters  of  his  Royal  Higli- 
ness's  Chancery  for  tlie  time  being),  the  claimant  held  the 
barony  of  Bradwardine  and  lands  of  Tully-Veolau.  His  chiini 
being  admitted  and  registered,  his  Royal  Highness  having 
phi(^<'(l  liis  fcMjt  upon  a  cushion,  the  Baron  of  Ik-adwardine, 
kneeling  uj)on  his  right  knee,  proceeded  to  undo  the  latchet  of 
the  hiogue,  or  low-heeled  Iligliland  shoe,  which  our  gallant 
young  hero  wears  in  compliment  to  his  brave  followers.  Whou 
this  was  perfornipd,  his  Iio}^!  Highness  de(^lared  the  ceremony 
completed;  and,  embracing  the  gallant  veteran,  protested  that 
nothing  but  (!ompliance  with  an  ordinance  of  Robert  Bruce 
could  have  induced  him  to  receive  even  the  symlK)lical  per- 
formance of  menial  otti(!e  from  hands  which  luid  fought  so 
bravely  to  ])ut  thci  crown  upon  the  bead  of  his  father.  The 
Baron  of  Bradwardine  then  took  instruments  in  the  hands  of 
Mr.  Commissary  Maxswheeble,  V)earing  tliat  all  i)oint3  and  cir- 
cumstances of  the  act  of  liomage  had  been  rife  et  solenniter  acta 
et  jirrnrtn ;  and  a  correHj)onding  entry  was  made  in  the  jn-otocol 
of  the  Lord  High  Chamberlain  and  the  record  of  Chancery. 
We  understand  that  it  is  iu  coutemplatiuu  of  his  lioyal  High- 


S6G  WAVER  LEY  NOVELS. 

ness,  when  his  Majesty's  pleasure  can  be  known,  to  raise 
Colonel  lUadwardine  to  the  peerage,  by  the  title  of  Viscount 
livaclwardiue  of  Bradwardine  and  Tiilly-Veolan,  and  that,  in 
the  mean  while,  his  Koyal  Highness,  in  his  father's  name  and 
authority,  lias  been  pleased  to  grant  him  an  honourable  aug- 
mentation to  his  paternal  coat  of  arms,  being  a  budget  or 
boot-jack,  disposed  saltier- wise  with  a  naked  broadsword,  to 
be  borne  in  the  dexter  can  tie  of  the  shield;  and,  as  an  addi- 
tional motto,  on  a  scroll  beneath,  the  words,  'Draw  and  di'aw 
off.'" 

"Were  it  not  for  the  recollection  of  Fergus's  raillery," 
thought  Waverley  to  himself,  when  he  had  perused  this  long 
and  grave  document,  ''how  very  tolerably  would  all  this 
sound,  and  how  little  should  I  have  thought  of  connecting  it 
■with  any  ludicrous  idea!  Well,  after  all,  everything  has  its 
fair  as  well  as  its  seamy  side ;  and  truly  I  do  not  see  why  the 
Baron's  boot-jack  may  not  stand  as  fair  in  heraldi-y  as  the 
water-buckets,  waggons,  cart-wheels,  plough-socks,  shuttles, 
candlesticks,  and  other-  ordinaries,  conveying  ideas  of  any- 
thing save  chivalry,  which  appear  in  the  arms  of  some  of  our 
most  ancient  gentry." 

This,  however,  is  an  episode  in  respect  to  the  principal 
story. 

When  Waverley  returned  to  Preston  and  rejoined  Colonel 
Talbot,  he  found  him  recovered  from  the  strong  and  obvious 
emotions  with  which  a  concurrence  of  unpleasing  events  had 
affected  him.  He  had  regained  his  natural  manner,  which 
was  that  of  an  English  gentleman  and  soldier,  manly,  open 
and  generous,  but  not  imsusceptible  of  prejudice  against  those 
of  a  different  country,  or  who  opposed  him  in  political  tenets. 
When  Waverley  acquainted  Colonel  Talbot  with  the  Cheva- 
lier's purpose  to  commit  him  to  his  charge,  "  I  did  not  think 
to  have  owed  so  much  obligation  to  that  young  gentleman," 
he  said,  "  as  is  implied  in  this  destination.  I  can  at  least 
cheerfully  join  in  the  prayer  of  the  honest  Presbyterian  clergy- 
man, that,  as  he  has  come  among  us  seeking  an  earthly  crown, 
his  labours   may  be  speedily  rewarded  with  a  heavenly  one.' 

'  The  clfcrgyman's  name  was  Mac-Vicar.    Protected  by  the  cannon  of  the 


WAVERLEY.  367 

I  shall  willingly  give  my  parole  not  to  attempt  an  escape 
without  your  knowledge,  since,  in  fact,  it  was  to  meet  you 
that  I  came  to  Scotland  j  and  I  am  glad  it  has  happened  evea 
under  this  predicament.  But  I  suppose  we  shall  be  but  a 
short  time  together.  Your  Chevalier  (that  is  a  name  we  may 
lx)th  give  to  him),  with  his  plaids  and  blue  caps,  will,  I  pre- 
sume, be  continuing  his  crusade  southward?" 

"  Not  as  I  hear ;  I  believe  the  army  makes  some  stay  in 
Edinburgh  to  collect  reinforcements." 

"And  to  besiege  the  Castle?"  said  Talbot,  smiling  sarcas- 
tically. "  Well,  unless  my  old  commander.  General  Preston, 
turn  false  metal,  or  the  Castle  sink  into  the  North  Loch,  events 
which  I  deem  equally  probable,  I  think  we  shall  have  some 
time  to  make  up  our  acquaintance.  I  have  a  guess  that  this 
gallant  Chevalier  has  a  design  that  I  should  be  your  proselyte; 
and,  as  I  wish  you  to  be  mine,  there  cannot  be  a  more  fair 
proposal  than  to  afford  us  fair  conference  together.  But,  as  I 
spoke  to-day  under  the  influence  of  feelmgs  I  rarely  give  way 
to,  I  ho])e  you  will  excuse  my  entering  again  upon  controversy 
till  we  are  somewhat  better  acquainted." 


CHAPTER  LI. 

INTRIGUES    OK    LOVH    ASD    POLITICS. 

It  is  not  necessary  to  record  in  those  pages  the  triumphant 
entrance  of  tlie  Chevalier  into  Edin])urgh  after  the  decisive 
affair  at  Preston.  One  cirfumstance,  liowever,  may  l)e  no- 
ticed, because  it  illustrates  the  higli  spirit  of  Flora  Mac-Ivor. 
The  Highlanders  by  whom  the  Prince  was  surrounded,  in  the 
license  and  extravagance  of  this  joyfid  moment,  fired  their 
pieces  repeatedly,  and  one  of  these  having  been  accidentally 
loaded  witli  ball,  the  bullet  grazed  the  young  lady's  temple  as 

Castle,  li(!  preu(hc<I  every  Sumlay  in  the  West  Kirk  while  tin-  HiK'iln'i'5<'r.l 
were  ill  posso.s.sif)!!  of  K'liiilitirt:li  :  ninl  it  was  in  |)rfscnre  (jf  Home  of  tlio 
JacoV)ites  that  he  praye<l  for  Prince  Charles  Eflwanl  in  the  terms  quoted 
in  the  text. 


3(38  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

she  waved  her  handkerchief  from  a  balcony.'  Fergus,  who 
beheld  the  accident,  was  at  her  side  in  an  instant  j  and,  on 
seeing  that  the  wound  was  trifling,  he  drew  his  broadsword 
with  the  purpose  of  rushing  down  upon  the  man  by  whose 
carelessness  she  had  incurred  so  much  danger,  when,  holding 
him  by  the  plaid,  "Do  not  harm  the  poor  fellow,"  she  cried; 
"for  Heaven's  sake,  do  not  harm  him!  but  thak  God  with  me 
that  the  accident  happened  to  Flora  Mac-Ivor ;  for  had  it  be- 
fallen a  Whig,  they  would  have  pretended  that  the  shot  waa 
fired  on  purpose." 

Waverley  escaped  the  alarm  which  this  accident  would  have 
occasioned  to  him,  as  he  was  unavoidably  delayed  by  the  ne- 
cessity of  accompanying  Colonel  Talbot  to  Edinburgh. 

Thpy  performed  the  journey  together  on  horseback,  and  for 
some  time,  as  if  to  sound  each  other's  feelings  and  sentiments, 
they  conversed  upon  general  and  ordinary  topics. 

\Vhen  Waverley  again  entered  upon  the  subject  which  he 
had  most  at  heart,  the  situation,  namely,  of  his  father  and 
his  uncle.  Colonel  Talbot  seemed  now  rather  desirous  to  alle- 
viate than  to  aggravate  his  anxiety.  This  appeared .  particu- 
larly to  be  the  case  when  he  heard  Waverley's  history,  which 
he  did  not  scruple  to  confide  to  him. 

"  And  so, "  said  the  Colonel,  "  there  has  been  no  malice  pre- 
pense, as  lawyers,  I  think,  term  it,  in  this  rash  step  of  yours; 
and  you  have  been  trepanned  into  service  of  this  Italian  knight- 
errant  by  a  few  civil  speeches  from  him  and  one  or  two  of  his 
Highland  recruiting  sergeants?  It  is  sadly  foolish,  to  be 
sure,  but  not  nearly  so  bad  as  I  was  led  to  expect.  However, 
you  cannot  desert,  even  from  the  Pretender,  at  the  present 
moment ;  that  seems  impossible.  But  I  have  little  doubt  that, 
in  the  dissensions  incident  to  this  heterogeneous  mass  of  wild 
and  desperate  men,  some  opportunity  may  arise,  by  availing 
yourself  of  which  you  may  extricate  yourseK  honourably  from 
your  rash  engagement  before  the  bubble  burst.  If  this  can  be 
managed,  I  would  have  you  go  to  a  place  of  safety  in  Flanders 
which  I  shall  point  out.  And  I  think  I  can  secure  your  par- 
don from  government  after  a  few  months'  residence  abroad." 

1  See  Note  39. 


WAVERLEY.  369 

*'I  cannot  permit  you,  Colonel  Talbot,"  answered  Waver- 
ley,  "  to  speak  of  any  plan  which  turns  on  my  deserting  an 
enterprise  in  which  I  may  have  engaged  hastily,  but  certainly 
voluntarily,  and  with  the  purpose  of  abidmg  the  issue." 

"  Well, "  said  Colonel  Talbot,  smiling,  "  leave  me  my 
thoughts  and  hopes  at  least  at  liberty,  if  not  my  speech. 
But  have  you  never  examined  your  mysterious  packet?" 

"It  is  in  my  baggage,"  replied  Edward:  "we  shall  find  it 
in  Edinburgh." 

In  Edinburgh  they  soon  arrived.  Waverley's  quarters  had 
been  assigned  to  him,  by  the  Prince's  express  orders,  in  a 
handsome  lodging,  where  there  was  accommodation  for  Colo- 
nel Talbot.  His  first  business  was  to  examine  his  portman- 
teau, and^  after  a  very  short  search,  out  tumbled  the  expected 
packet.  "Waverley  opened  it  eagerly.  Under  a  blank  cover, 
simply  addressed  to  E.  Waverley,  Esq.,  he  found  a  number 
of  open  letters.  The  uppermost  were  two  from  Colonel  Gar- 
diner addressed  to  himself.  The  earliest  in  date  was  a  kind 
and  gentle  remonstrance  for  neglect  of  the  writer's  advice  re- 
specting the  disposal  of  his  tinie  during  his  leave  of  absence, 
the  renewal  of  whi(;li,  he  reminded  Captain  Waverley,  would 
speedily  expire.  "Indeed,"  the  letter  proceeded,  "had  it 
been  otherwise,  the  news  from  abroad  and  my  instructions 
from  the  War  Office  must  have  compelled  me  to  recall  it,  as 
there  is  great  danger,  since  the  disaster  in  Flanders,  both  of 
foreign  invasion  and  insurrection  among  tlie  disaffected  at 
home.  I  therefore  entreat  you  will  rei)air  as  soon  as  possible 
to  the  headquarters  of  the  regiment  j  and  I  am  concerned  to 
add  that  this  is  still  the  more  necessary  as  there  is  some  dis- 
content in  your  trooj),  and  I  ]K)Htp()ne  inquiry  into  particulars 
until  I  can  havo  tlio  advantage  of  your  assistan(!e." 

The  second  letter,  dated  eight  days  lat(M-,  was  in  such  a 
style  as  might  have  been  expected  from  the  Colonel's  receiv- 
ing no  answer  to  the  first.  It  reminded  Waverley  of  his  duty 
as  a  man  of  honour,  an  officer,  and  a  Iiritr)n ;  tof)k  notice  of 
the  increasing  dissatisfar-.tion  of  his  men,  and  that  some  of 
them  had  been  heard  U>  hint  that  tlieir  Cai)tain  encouraged 
and  approved  of  their  mutinous  behaviour;  and,  finally,  the 


370  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

writer  expressed  the  utmost  regret  and  surprise  tliat  he  had 
not  obeyed  his  commands  by  repairing  to  headquarters,  re- 
minded him  that  his  leave  of  absence  had  been  recalled,  and 
conjured  liim,  in  a  style  in  which  paternal  remonstrance  was 
mingled  with  military  authority,  to  redeem  his  error  by  im- 
mediately joinuig  his  regiment.  "That  I  maybe  certain," 
concluded  the  letter,  "that  this  actually  reaches  you,  I  de- 
spatch it  by  Corporal  Tims  of  your  troop,  with  orders  to 
deliver  it  into  your  own  hand." 

Upon  reading  these  letters  Waverley,  with  great  bitterness 
of  feeling,  was  compelled  to  make  the  avie7ide  honorable  to  the 
memory  of  the  brave  and  excellent  writer ;  for  surely,  as  Colo- 
nel Gardiner  must  have  had  every  reason  to  conclude  they 
had  come  safely  to  hand,  less  could  not  follow,  on  their  being 
neglected,  than  that  third  and  final  summons,  which  Waverley 
actually  received  at  Glennaquoich,  though  too  late  to  obey  it. 
And  his  being  superseded,  in  consequence  of  his  apparent  neg- 
lect of  this  last  command,  was  so  far  from  being  a  harsh  or 
severe  proceeding,  that  it  was  plainly  inevitable.  The  next 
letter  he  unfolded  was  from  the  major  of  the  regiment,  ac- 
q^uainting  him  that  a  report  to  the  disadvantage  of  his  reputa- 
tion was  public  in  the  country,  stating,  that  one  Mr.  Falconer 
of  Ballihopple,  or  some  such  name,  had  proposed  in  his  pres- 
ence a  treasonable  toast,  which  he  permitted  to  pass  m  silence, 
although  it  was  so  gross  an  affront  to  the  royal  family  that  a 
gentleman  in  company,  not  remarkable  for  his  zeal  for  govern- 
ment, had  nevertheless  taken  the  matter  up,  and  that,  suppos- 
ing the  account  true.  Captain  Waverley  had  thus  suffered  an- 
other, comparatively  unconcerned,  to  resent  an  affront  directed 
against  him  personally  as  an  officer,  and  to  go  out  with  the 
person  by  Avhom  it  was  offered.  The  major  concluded  that 
no  one  of  Captain  Waverley 's  brother  officers  could  believe 
this  scandalous  story,  but  that  it  was  necessarily  their  joint 
oj)inion  that  his  own  honour,  equally  with  that  of  the  regi- 
ment, depended  upon  its  being  instantly  contradicted  by  hia 
authority,  etc.  etc.  etc. 

"What  do  you  think  of  all  this?"  said  Colonel  Talbot,  to 
whom  Waverley  handed  the  letters  after  he  had  perused  them. 


WAVERLEY.  371 

"Think!  it  renders  thought  impossible.  It  is  enough  to 
drive  me  mad." 

"  Be  calm,  my  young  friend ;  let  us  see  what  are  these  dirty 
scrawls  that  follow." 

The  fii-st  was  addressed,  "For  Master  W.  Ruffin,  These. "^ 
— "  Dear  sur,  sum  of  our  yong  gulpins  will  not  bite,  thof  I 
tuold  them  you  shoed  me  the  squoire's  own  seel.  But  Tims 
will  deliver  you  the  letters  as  desired,  and  tell  ould  Addem  ho 
gave  them  to  squoir's  hond,  as  to  be  sure  yours  is  the  same, 
and  shall  be  ready  for  signal,  and  hoy  for  Hoy  Church  and 
Sachefrel,  as  fadur  sings  at  harvest-whome. 

"Yours,  deer  Sur, 

"  11.  H. 

"  Poscriff. — Do'e  tell  squoire  we  longs  to  heer  from  him,  and 
has  dootings  about  his  not  writing  himself,  and  Lifetenaut 
Bottler  is  smoky." 

"  This  Ruffin,  I  suppose,  then,  is  your  Donald  of  the  Cav- 
ern, who  has  intercepted  your  letters,  and  carried  on  a  corre- 
spondence with  the  poor  devil  Houghton,  as  if  under  your 
autliority?" 

"  It  seems  too  true.     But  who  can  Addem  be?" 

"  Possibly  Adam,  for  poor  Gardiner,  a  sort  of  pun  on  his 
name." 

The  other  letters  were  to  the  same  pui7)Oso ;  and  thoy  soon 
rpcpived  yet  more  complete  light  uprm  Donald  Bean's  machi- 
nations. 

John  Hodges,  one  of  Wavorley's  servants,  who  liad  re- 
mained with  the  regiment  and  had  been  taken  at  Preston,  now 
made  liis  apjwaranc.e.  He  liad  sought  out  liis  master  witli  the 
pui^KjKo  of  agaiii  entering  liis  Hcvvica.  Frftui  this  fc^llow  tliey 
It-anicd  that  .some  time  iiiU;v  Wavcrley  had  gone  from  the 
headquarters  of  the  regiment,  a  pedlar,  called  Rutliven,  Ruffin, 
or  Rivane,  known  among  the  soldiers  by  the  name  of  Wily 
Will,  had  made  frequent  visits  to  the  town  of  Dundee.  Tie 
appeared  to  jiossess  ph^nty  of  money,  sold  his  comnioditie8 
very  eheaj),  seemed  always  willing  lo  treat  his  friends  at  the 
ale-house,  and  easily  ingratiated  himself  with  many  of  Wa- 


372  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

veiiey's  troop,  particularly  Sergeant  Houghton  and  one  Tims, 
also  a  non-comiuissioued  officer.  To  these  he  unfolded,  in 
Waverley's  name,  a  plan  for  leaving  the  regiment  and  join- 
ing Lim  in  the  Highlands,  where  report  said  the  clans  had  al- 
ready taken  arms  in  great  numbers.  The  men,  who  had  been 
educated  as  Jacobites,  as  far  as  they  had  any  opinion  at  all, 
and  who  knew  their  landlord,  Sir  Everard,  had  always  been 
supposed  to  hold  such  tenets,  easily  fell  into  the  snare.  That 
Waverley  was  at  a  distance  in  the  Highlands  was  received  as 
a  sufficient  excuse  for  transmitting  his  letters  through  the 
medium  of  the  pedlar;  and  the  sight  of  his  well-known  seal 
seemed  to  authenticate  the  negotiations  in  his  name,  where 
writing  might  have  been  dangerous.  The  cabal,  however, 
began  to  take  air,  from  the  premature  mutinous  language  of 
those  concerned.  Wily  "Will  justified  his  appellative;  for, 
after  suspicion  arose,  he  was  seen  no  more.  When  the  Ga- 
zette appeared  in  which  Waverley  was  superseded,  great  part 
of  his  troop  broke  out  into  actual  mutiny,  but  were  surrounded 
and  disarmed  by  the  rest  of  the  regiment.  In  consequence  of 
the  sentence  of  a  court-martial,  Houghton  and  Tims  were 
condemned  to  be  shot,  but  afterwards  permitted  to  cast  lots 
for  life.  Houghton,  the  survivor,  showed  much  penitence, 
being  convinced,  from  the  rebukes  and  explanations  of  Colonel 
Gardiner,  that  he  had  really  engaged  in  a  very  heinous  crime. 
It  is  remarkable  that,  as  soon  as  the  poor  fellow  was  satisfied 
of  this,  he  became  also  convinced  that  the  instigator  had  acted 
without  authority  fiom  Edward,  saying,  "  If  it  was  dishonour- 
able and  against  Old  England,  the  squire  could  know  nought 
about  it;  he  never  did,  or  thought  to  do,  anything  dishonour- 
able, no  more  didn't  Sir  Everard,  nor  none  of  them  afore  him, 
and  in  that  belief  he  would  live  and  die  that  Euffin  had  done 
it  all  of  his  own  head." 

The  strength  of  conviction  with  which  he  expressed  himself 
upon  this  suljject,  as  well  as  his  assurances  that  the  letters 
intended  for  Waverley  had  been  delivered  to  Ruthven,  made 
that  revolution  in  Colonel  Gardiner's  opinion  which  he  ex- 
pressed to  Talbot. 

The  reader  has  long  since  understood  that  Donald  Bean 


WAVERLEY.  373 

Lean  played  the  part  of  tempter  on  this  occasion.  His  mo- 
tives were  shortly  these.  Of  an  active  and  intriguing  spirit, 
he  had  been  long  employed  as  a  subaltern  agent  and  spy  by 
those  in  the  confidence  of  the  Chevalier,  to  an  extent  beyond 
what  was  suspected  even  by  Fergus  Mac-Ivor,  whom,  though 
obliged  to  him  for  protection,  he  regarded  with  fear  and  dis- 
like. To  success  in  this  political  department  he  naturally 
looked  for  raising  himself  by  some  bold  stroke  above  his  pres- 
ent hazardous  and  precarious  trade  of  rapine.  He  was  par- 
ticularly employed  in  learning  the  strength  of  the  regiments  in. 
Scotland,  the  character  of  the  officers,  etc.,  and  had  long  had 
his  eye  upon  "Waverley's  troop  as  open  to  temptation.  Donald 
even  believed  that  Waverley  himself  was  at  bottom  in  the 
Stuart  interest,  which  seemed  confirmed  by  his  long  visit  to 
the  Jacobite  Baron  of  Bradwardine.  When,  therefore,  he 
came  to  his  cave  with  one  of  Glennaquoich's  attendants,  the 
rol)ljer,  who  could  never  appreciate  his  real  motive,  which 
was  mere  curiosity,  was  so  sanguine  as  to  hope  that  his  owa 
talents  were  to  be  emj^loyed  in  some  intrigue  of  consequence, 
under  the  auspices  of  tliis  wealthy  young  Ji^nglisliman.  Nor 
was  he  undeceived  by  Waverley's  neglecting  all  hints  and 
openings  afforded  for  explanation.  His  conduct  j)assed  for 
jjnulent  reserve,  and  somcwliat  piqued  Donald  Jiean,  who, 
Bujjposing  himself  left  out  of  a  secret  where  confidence  prom- 
ised to  bo  advantageous,  determined  to  have  his  sliare  in  the 
drama,  whether  a  regular  part  were  assigned  him  or  not.  l^)r 
tliis  purj)Ose  during  Waverley's  sleep  he  possessed  himself  of 
his  seal,  as  a  t<jken  to  be  used  Uj  any  of  the  troopers  whom  he 
might  discover  to  be  possessed  of  the  ca])tain's  confidence. 
His  first  journey  to  Dundj^e^  the  town  where  the  regiment  was 
quartered,  undeceived  him  in  his  oi-iginal  supposition,  but 
opened  to  liim  a  new  field  of  action.  Me  knew  there  would 
b«^  no  service  so  well  rewarded  by  the  friends  of  tlio  (Chevalier 
as  seducing  a  part  of  the  regular  army  to  his  standard.  I'Vjr 
this  purpose  he  OT^ened  the  machinations  with  which  the 
reader  is  already  at-rpiainted,  and  whieh  form  a  clue  to  all  the 
intricacies  and  obscurities  f)f  the  narrative  previous  to  War 
verley's  leaving  Glenna<iuoich. 


874  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

By  Colonel  Talbot's  advice,  Waverley  declined  detaining  in 
his  service  the  lad  whose  evidence  had  thrown  additional  light 
on  these  intrigues.  He  represented  to  hiin,  that  it  would  be 
doing  the  man  an  injury  to  engage  him  in  a  desperate  under- 
taking, and  that,  whatever  should  happen,  his  evidence  would 
go  some  length  at  least  in  explaining  the  circumstances  under 
which  Waverley  himself  had  embarked  in  it.  Waverley  there- 
fore wrote  a  short  state  of  what  had  happened  to  his  uncle  and 
his  father,  cautioning  them,  however,  in  the  present  circum- 
stances, not  to  attempt  to  answer  his  letter.  Talbot  then  gave 
the  young  man  a  letter  to  the  commander  of  one  of  the  Eng- 
lish vessels  of  war  cruising  in  the  frith,  requesting  him  to 
put  the  bearer  ashore  at  Berwick,  with  a  pass  to  proceed  to 

• shire.     He  was  then  furnished  with  money  to  make  an 

expeditious  journey,  and  directed  to  get  on  board  the  ship 
by  means  of  bribing  a  fishing-boat,  which,  as  they  afterwards 
learned,  he  easily  effected. 

Tired  of  the  attendance  of  Galium  Beg,  who,  he  thought, 
had  some  disposition  to  act  as  a  spy  on  his  motions,  Waverley 
hired  as  a  servant  a  simple  Edinburgh  swain,  who  had  mounted 
the  white  cockade  in  a  fit  of  spleen  and  jealousy,  because 
Jenny  Jop  had  danced  a  whole  night  with  Corporal  Bullock 
of  the  Fusileers. 


CHAPTER  LII. 

INTRIGUES    OF  SOCIETY    AND    LOVE. 

Colonel  Talbot  became  more  kindly  in  his  demeanour 
towards  Waverley  after  the  confidence  he  had  reposed  in  him, 
and,  as  they  were  necessarily  much  together,  the  character  of 
the  Colonel  rose  in  Waverley's  estimation.  There  seemed  at 
first  something  harsh  in  his  strong  expressions  of  dislike  and 
censure,  although  no  one  was  in  the  general  case  more  open  to 
conviction.  The  habit  of  authority  had  also  given  his  man- 
ners 8ome  peremptory  hardness,  notwithstanding  the  polish 
which  they  had  received  from  his  intimate  acquaintance  with 


WAYERLEY.  375 

the  higher  circles.  As  a  specimen  of  the  military  character, 
he  differed  from  all  whom  Waverley  had  as  yet  seen.  The 
soldiership  of  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine  was  marked  by  ped- 
antry; that  of  Major  Melville  by  a  sort  of  martinet  attention 
to  the  minutiae  and  technicalities  of  discipline,  rather  suitable 
to  one  who  was  to  manoeu^Te  a  battalion  than  to  him  who  was 
to  command  an  army;  the  military  spirit  of  Fergus  was  so 
much  warped  and  blended  with  his  plans  and  political  vieAvs, 
that  it  was  less  that  of  a  soldier  than  of  a  petty  sovereign. 
But  Colonel  Talbot  was  in  every  point  the  English  soldier. 
His  whole  soul  was  devoted  to  the  service  of  his  king  and 
country,  without  feeling  any  pride  in  knowing  the  theory  of 
his  art  with  the  Baron,  or  its  practical  minutiae  with  the 
Major,  or  in  applying  his  science  to  his  own  particular  plans 
of  ambition,  like  the  Chieftain  of  Glennaquoich.  Added  to 
this,  he  was  a  man  of  extended  knowledge  and  cultivated 
taste,  although  strongly  tinged,  as  we  have  already  observed, 
with  those  prejudices  which  are  peculiarly  English. 

The  character  of  Colonel  Talbot  dawned  upon  Edward  by 
degrees;  for  the  delay  of  the  Highlanders  in  the  fruitless 
siege  of  Edinburgh  Castle  occupied  several  weeks,  during 
wliidi  Waverley  liad  little  to  do  excepting  to  seek  such 
amusement  as  society  afforded.  He  would  willingly  have 
persuaded  his  new  friend  to  become  acquainted  with  some  of 
his  former  intimates.  V>nt  the  Colonel,  after  one  or  two  visits, 
shook  his  head,  and  declined  farther  experiment.  Indeed  he 
went  farther,  and  characterised  the  Baton  as  the  most  intolei*- 
able  f<>rnial  pi'dant  lie  had  ever  liiid  the  misfortune  to  meet 
with,  and  the  C'hief  of  Glennaqiioich  as  a  Erenchified  Scotch- 
man, j-Kjssessing  all  the  cimning  and  phiusibility  of  the  nation 
where  he  was  educatf^d,  with  tlio  proud,  vindictive,  and  tur- 
bulent humour  of  that  of  his  birth.  "  If  tlie  devil,"  lie  said, 
"  had  songht  out  an  agent  expressly  for  the  purpose  of  em- 
broiling this  miserable  country,  I  do  not  think  he  Cfuild  find 
a  better  than  such  a  fellow  as  this,  whose  temjier  seems  equally 
active,  8uj)ple,  and  mischievous,  and  who  is  followed,  and  im- 
])licit.ly  obfyod,  >ty  n  gnng  of  such  cut-throats  as  those  whom 
you  are  pleased  to  admiie  so  much." 


376  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

The  ladies  of  the  party  did  not  escape  his  censure.  He  al- 
lowed that  Flora  Mac-Ivor  was  a  fine  woman,  and  Rose  lirad- 
wardine  a  pretty  girl.  But  he  alleged  that  the  former  de- 
stroyed the  effect  of  her  beauty  by  an  affectation  of  the  grand 
airs  which  she  had  probably  seen  practised  in  the  mock  court 
of  St.  Germains.  As  for  Rose  Bradwardine,  he  said  it  was 
impossible  for  any  mortal  to  admire  such  a  little  uninformed 
thing,  whose  small  portion  of  education  was  as  ill  adapted  to 
her  sex  or  youth  as  if  she  had  appeared  with  one  of  her  fa- 
ther's old  campaign-coats  upon  her  person  for  her  sole  gar- 
ment. Now  much  of  this  was  mere  spleen  and  prejudice  in 
the  excellent  Colonel,  with  whom  the  white  cockade  on  the 
breast,  the  white  rose  in  the  hair,  and  the  Mae  at  the  begin- 
ning of  a  name  would  have  made  a  devil  out  of  an  angel ;  and 
indeed  he  himself  jocularly  allowed  that  he  could  not  have 
endured  Venus  herself  if  she  had  been  announced  in  a  draw- 
ing-room by  the  name  of  Miss  Mac-Jupiter. 

Waverley,  it  may  easily  be  believed,  looked  upon  these 
young  ladies  with  very  different  eyes.  During  the  period  of 
the  siege  he  paid  them  almost  daily  visits,  although  he  ob- 
served with  regret  that  his  suit  made  as  little  progress  in  the 
affections  of  the  former  as  the  arms  of  the  Chevalier  in  sub- 
duing the  fortress.  She  maintained  with  rigour  the  rule 
she  had  laid  down  of  treating  him  with  indifference,  without 
either  affe(jting  to  avoid  him  or  to  shun  intercourse  with  him. 
Every  word,  every  look,  was  strictly  regulated  to  accord  with 
her  system,  and  neither  the  dejection  of  Waverley  nor  the 
anger  which  Fergus  scarcely  sui)pressed  could  extend  Flora's 
attention  to  Edward  beyond  that  which  the  most  ordinary 
politeness  demanded.  On  the  other  hand,  Rose  Bradwardine 
gradually  rose  in  Waverley 's  opinion.  He  had  several  oppor- 
tunities of  remarking  that,  as  her  extreme  timidity  wore  off, 
her  manners  assumed  a  higher  character ;  that  the  agitating 
oircumstances  of  the  stormy  time  seemed  to  call  forth  a  certain 
dignity  of  feelmg  and  expression  which  he  had  not  formerly 
observed;  and  that  she  omitted  no  opportunity  within  her 
reach  to  extend  her  knowledge  and  refine  her  taste. 

Flora  Mac-Ivor  called  Rose  her  pupil,  and  was  attentive  to 


WAVERLEY  377 

assist  her  in  her  studies,  and  to  fashion  both  her  tastes  and 
understanding.  It  might  have  been  remarked  by  a  very  close 
observer  that  in  the  presence  of  Waverley  she  was  much  more 
desirous  to  exhibit  her  friend's  excellences  than  her  own. 
But  1  must  request  of  the  reader  to  suppose  that  this  kind  and 
disinterested  purpose  was  concealed  by  the  most  cautious  deli- 
cacy, studiously  shunning  the  most  distant  approach  to  affec- 
tation. So  that  it  was  as  unlike  the  usual  exhibition  of  one 
pretty  woman  affectmg  to  i^roner  another  as  the  friendship  of 
David  and  Jonathan  might  be  to  the  intimacy  of  two  Bond 
Street  loungers.  The  fact  is  that,  though  the  effect  was  felt, 
the  cause  could  hardly  be  observed.  Each  of  the  ladies,  like 
two  excellent  actresses,  were  perfect  in  their  parts,  and  per- 
formed them  to  the  delight  of  the  audience;  and  such  being 
the  case,  it  was  almost  imi)ossible  to  discover  that  the  elder 
constantly  ceded  to  her  friend  that  which  was  most  suitable 
to  her  talents. 

But  to  Waverley  Rose  Bradwardine  posssessed  an  attraction 
which  few  men  can  resist,  from  the  marked  interest  which  she 
took  in  everything  tliat  affected  him.  She  was  too  young  and 
t(JO  inexperienced  to  estimate  the  full  force  of  the  constant  at- 
tention which  slie  paid  to  him.  Her  father  was  too  abstract- 
edly immersed  in  learned  and  military  discussions  to  observe 
her  partiality,  and  Flora  Mac-Ivor  did  not  alarm  her  by  re- 
monstrance, because  she  saw  in  this  line  of  conduct  the  most 
pro])able  chance  of  Ikt  frien<i  securing  at  length  a  return  of 
affec'tion. 

The  truth  is,  that  in  her  first  conversation  after  their  meet- 
ing liose  had  discovered  tlie  state  of  licr  mind  to  that  acute 
an«l  intelligent  friend,  alth(Migh  slie  w;is  not  lierself  awaie  of 
it.  Kroui  that  time  I'lora  w.'us  not  only  determined  ui)on  the 
final  rejection  of  Waverley's  addresses,  but  became  anxious 
that  they  should,  if  possible,  be  transferred  to  her  friend. 
Nor  was  she  less  interested  in  this  plan,  though  her  brotlier 
had  from  time  to  time  talked,  as  between  jest  and  earnest,  of 
paying  his  suit  to  Miss  ]'>radwardine.  She  knew  tliat  Fergus 
had  tlie  true  continental  latitude  of  o])inion  reH|)pcting  the  in- 
stitution of  marriage,  and  would  not  have  given  his  hand  to 


378  WAVERLET  NOVELS. 

an  angel  unless  for  the  purpose  of  strengthening  his  alliances 
and  inereasmg  his  influence  and  wealth.  The  Baron's  whim 
of  transferring  his  estate  to  the  distant  heir-male,  instead  of 
his  ovn\  daughter,  was  therefore  likely  to  be  an  insurmount- 
able obstacle  to  his  entertaining  any  serious  thoughts  of  Rose 
l^radwardine.  Indeed,  Fergus's  brain  was  a  perpetual  work- 
shop of  scheme  and  intrigue,  of  every  possible  kind  and  de- 
scription ;  while,  like  many  a  mechanic  of  more  ingenuity 
than  steadiness,  he  would  often  unexpectedly,  and  without 
any  apparent  motive,  abandon  one  plan  and  go  earnestly 
to  work  upon  another,  which  was  either  fresh  from  the 
forge  of  his  imagination  or  had  at  some  former  period  been 
flung  aside  half  finished.  It  was  therefore  often  diflicult 
to  guess  what  line  of  conduct  he  might  adopt  wpon  any  given 
occasion. 

Although  Flora  was  sincerely  attached  to  her  brother,  whose 
high  energies  might  indeed  have  commanded  her  admiration 
even  without  the  ties  which  bound  them  together,  she  was  by 
no  means  blind  to  his  faults,  which  she  considered  as  danger- 
ous to  the  hopes  of  any  woman  who  should  found  her  ideas  o£ 
a  happy  marriage  in  the  peaceful  enjoyment  of  domestic  so- 
ciety and  the  exchange  of  mutual  and  engrossing  affection. 
The  real  disposition  of  Waverley,  on  the  other  hand,  notwith- 
standing his  dreams  of  tented  fields  and  militaiy  honour, 
seemed  exclusively  domestic.  He  asked  and  received  no  share 
in  the  busy  scenes  which  were  constantly  going  on  around 
him,  and  was  rather  annoyed  than  interested  by  the  discus- 
sion of  contending  claims,  rights,  and  interests  which  often 
passed  in  his  presence.  All  this  pointed  him  out  as  the  ])er- 
son  foi-med  to  make  happy  a  8j)irit  like  that  of  Rose,  which 
corresponded  with  his  own. 

8he  remarked  this  point  in  Waverley's  character  one  day 
while  she  sat  with  Miss  Bradwardine.  "  His  genius  and  ele- 
gant taste,"  answered  Rose,  "cannot  be  interested  in  such 
trifling  discussions.  What  is  it  to  him,  for  example,  whether 
the  Chief  of  the  Macindalaghers,  who  has  brought  out  only 
fifty  men,  should  be  a  colonel  or  a  captain?  and  how  could 
Mr.  Waverley  be  supposed  to  interest  himself  in  the  violent 


WAVERLEY.  379 

altercation  between  your  brother  and  young  Corrinaschian 
whether  the  post  of  honour  is  due  to  the  eldest  cadet  of  a  clan 
or  the  yoimgest?" 

*'  My  dear  Eose,  if  he  were  the  hero  you  suppose  him  he 
would  interest  himself  in  these  matters,  not  indeed  as  impor- 
tant in  themselves,  but  for  the  purpose  of  mediating  between 
the  ardent  spirits  who  actually  do  make  them  the  subject  of 
discord.  You  saw  when  Corrinaschian  raised  his  voice  in 
great  passion,  and  laid  his  hand  upon  his  sword,  Waverley 
lifted  his  head  as  if  he  had  just  awaked  from  a  dream,  and 
asked  with  great  composure  what  the  matter  was." 

"  Well,  and  did  not  the  laughter  they  fell  into  at  his  ab- 
sence of  mind  serve  better  to  break  off  the  dispute  than  any- 
thing he  could  have  said  to  them?" 

"True,  my  dear,"  answered  Flora;  "but  not  quite  so  cred- 
itably for  Waverley  as  if  he  had  brought  them  to  their  senses 
by  force  of  reason." 

"  Would  you  have  him  peacemaker  general  between  all  the 
gunpowder  Highlanders  in  the  army?  I  beg  your  pardon, 
Flora,  your  brother,  you  know,  is  out  of  the  question ;  he  has 
more  sense  than  half  of  tliem.  lint  can  you  think  the  tierce, 
hot,  furious  sjjirits  of  whose  brawls  we  see  much  and  hear 
more,  and  who  terrify  me  out  of  my  life  every  day  in  the 
world,  are  at  all  to  be  compared  with  Waverley?" 

*' 1  do  not  compare  him  with  those  uneducated  men,  my 
dear  Rose.  I  only  lament  that,  with  his  talents  and  genius, 
he  does  not  assume  that  pla<!e  in  so(;iety  for  which  they  emi- 
nently fit  him,  and  that  lie  does  not  lend  their  full  impulses  to 
the  noble  cause  in  which  he  has  enlisted.      Are  there  not  Lo- 

chiel,  and   I* ,  and  M ,  and  (J ,  all  men  of  tho 

higliest  education  as  well  as  the  first  talents, — why  will  lio 
not  stoop  like  them  to  be  alive  and  useful?  I  often  l)elievo 
his  zeal  is  frozen  by  that  proud  cold-blooded  Englishman 
whom  lie  now  lives  with  so  much." 

"Colonel  Tallx)t?  he  is  a  very  disagreeable  person,  to  be 
sore.  lie  looks  as  if  lie  thought  w)  Scottish  woman  worth 
the  trouble  of  handing  her  a  cup  of  tea.  13ut  Waverley  is  so 
gentle,  so  well  informed " 


380  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"Yes,"  said  Flora,  smiling,  "he  can  admire  the  moon  and 
quote  a  stanza  from  Tasso. " 

"  Besides,  you  know  liow  he  fought,"  added  Miss  Bradwar- 
dine. 

"For  mere  fighting,"  answered  Flora,  "I  believe  all  men 
(that  is,  who  deserve  the  name)  are  pretty  much  alike}  there 
is  generally  more  courage  required  to  run  away.  They  have 
besides,  when  confronted  with  each  other,  a  certain  instinct 
for  strife,  as  we  see  in  other  male  animals,  such  as  dogs,  bulls, 
and  so  forth.  But  high  and  perilous  enterprise  is  not  AVaver- 
ley's  forte.  He  would  never  have  been  his  celebrated  ancestor 
Sir  Nigel,  but  only  Sir  Nigers  eulogist  and  poet.  I  will  tell 
you  where  he  will  be  at  home,  my  dear,  and  in  his  place — in 
the  quiet  circle  of  domestic  happiness,  lettered  indolence,  and 
elegant  enjoyments  of  Waverley-Honour.  And  he  will  refit 
the  old  library  in  the  most  exquisite  Gothic  taste,  and  garnish 
its  shelves  with  the  rarest  and  most  valuable  volumes;  and  he 
will  draw  j^lans  and  landscapes,  and  write  verses,  and  rear 
temples,  and  dig  gi'ottoes;  and  he  will  stand  in  a  clear  sum- 
mer night  in  the  colonnade  before  the  hall,  and  gaze  on  the 
deer  as  they  stray  in  the  moonlight,  or  lie  shadowed  by  the 
boughs  of  the  huge  old  fantastic  oaks;  and  he  will  repeat 
verses  to  his  beautiful  wife,  who  will  hang  upon  his  arm; — 
and  he  will  be  a  happy  man." 

And  she  will  be  a  happy  woman,  thought  poor  Rose.  But 
she  only  sighed  and  di-opped  the  conversation. 


CHAPTER   LIII. 

FERGUS    A    SUITOR 


Waverley  had,  indeed,  as  he  looked  closer  into  the  state 
of  the  Chevalier's  court,  less  reason  to  be  satisfied  with  it. 
It  contained,  as  they  say  an  acorn  includes  all  the  ramifica- 
tions of  the  future  oak,  as  many  seeds  of  tracasserte  and 
intrigue  as  might  have  done  honour  to  the  court  of  a  large  em- 


WAVERLEY.  381 

pire.  Every  person  of  consequence  had  some  separate  object, 
which  he  pursued  with  a  fury  that  Waverley  considered  as  al- 
together disproportioned  to  its  importance.  Almost  all  had 
their  reasons  for  discontent,  although  the  most  legitimate  was 
that  of  the  worthy  old  Baron,  who  was  only  distressed  on 
accoimt  of  the  common  cause. 

"  V\'(i  shall  hardly,"  said  he  one  morning  to  Waverley  when 
they  had  been  viewing  the  Castle — "  we  shall  hardly  gain  the 
obsidional  crown,  which  you  wot  well  was  made  of  the  roots 
or  grain  which  takes  root  within  the  place  besieged,  or  it  may 
be  of  the  herb  woodbine,  parietaria,  or  pellitory ;  we  shall  not, 
I  say,  gain  it  by  this  same  blockade  or  leaguer  of  Edinburgh 
Castle."  For  this  opinion  he  gave  most  learned  and  satisfac- 
tory reasons,  that  the  reader  may  not  care  to  hear  repeated. 

Having  escaped  from  the  old  gentleman,  Waverley  went  to 
Fergus's  lodgings  by  appointment,  to  await  his  return  from 
Holyrood  House.  "  I  am  to  have  a  particular  audience  to- 
morrow," said  Fergus  to  ^Vaverley  overnight,  "and  you  must 
meet  me  to  wish  me  joy  of  the  succciia  which  I  securely  anti- 
cipate." 

The  morrow  came,  and  in  the  Chief's  apartment  he  found 
Ensign  iMa('(;oml)i(t]i  waiting  to  nialvo  rcpoi't  of  his  turn  of  duty 
in  a  sort  of  ditch  wliich  they  liad  dug  across  tlie  Ca.stle-liill 
and  callt'd  a  trench.  In  a  short  time  the  Chief's  voice  was 
heard  on  the  stair  in  a  tone  of  impatient  fury:  "Callum! 
why,  Callum  Beg!  Diaoul!"  He  entered  the  room  with  all 
the  marks  of  a  man  agitated  by  a  towering  ])asKion;  and  tliere 
wer('  few  ujjon  whose  features  rage  produced  a  more  violent 
efFeet.  The  veins  of  his  forehead  swelled  when  he  was  in 
such  agitation;  his  nostril  ])ecame  dilated;  his  cheek  and  eye 
inflanied;  and  his  look  that  of  a  demoniac.  Tliese  aijjiear- 
anr-es  of  half-suj)pressed  rage  were  tlie  more  frightfid  l)e('aus(; 
they  were  ol)viously  caused  l)y  a  strung  elTort  to  temper  with 
discretion  an  almost  ungovernal)lo  ])aroxysm  of  passion,  and 
resulted  from  an  internal  conflict  of  the  most  dreadful  kind, 
which  agitated  his  whole  frame  of  mortality. 

As  he  entered  the  apartment  he  nnl)uckle(l  liis  liroadsword, 
and  throwing  it  down  with  such  violence  that  the  weap<m 


382  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

rolled  to  the  other  eud  of  the  room,  "  I  know  not  what, "  he 
exclaimed,  "  withholds  me  from  taking  a  solemn  oath  that  I 
•will  never  more  draw  it  in  his  cause.  Load  my  pistols,  Cal- 
lum,  and  bring  them  hither  instantly — instantly!"  Galium, 
whom  nothing  ever  startled,  dismayed,  or  disconcerted,  obeyed 
very  coolly.  Evan  Dhu,  upon  whose  brow  the  suspicion  that 
his  Chief  had  been  insulted  called  up  a  corresponding  storm, 
swelled  in  sullen  silence,  awaiting  to  leai-n  where  or  upon 
whom  vengeance  was  to  descend. 

"  So,  Waverley,  you  are  there, "  said  the  Chief,  after  a  mo- 
ment's recollection.  "  Yes,  I  remember  I  asked  you  to  share 
my  triumph,  and  you  have  come  to  witness  my — disappoint- 
ment we  shall  call  it."  Evan  now  presented  the  written  re 
jjort  he  had  in  his  hand,  which  Fergus  threw  from  him  with 
great  passion.  "  I  wish  to  God,"  he  said,  "  the  old  den  would 
tumble  down  upon  the  heads  of  the  fools  who  attack  and  the 
knaves  who  defend  it!  I  see,  Waverley,  you  think  I  am 
mad.     Leave  us,  Evan,  but  be  within  call. " 

"The  Colonel's  in  an  imco  kippage,"  said  Mrs.  Flockhaxt 
to  Evan  as  he  descended;  "  I  wish  he  may  be  weel, — the  very 
veins  on  his  brent  brow  are  swelled  like  whip-cord ;  wad  he  no 
tak  something?" 

"  He  usually  lets  blood  for  these  fits, "  answered  the  High- 
land ancient  with  great  composui-e. 

"WTien  this  officer  left  the  room,  the  Chieftain  gradually  re- 
assumed  some  degree  of  composure.  "  I  know,  Waverley, "  he 
said,  "that  Colonel  Talbot  has  persuaded  you  to  curse  ten 
times  a-day  your  engagement  Avith  us ;  nay,  never  deny  it,  for 
I  am  at  this  moment  tempted  to  curse  my  own.  Would  you 
believe  it,  I  made  this  very  morning  two  suits  to  the  Pruice, 
and  he  has  rejected  them  both;  what  do  you  thuik  of  it?" 

"  What  can  I  think,"  answered  Waverley,  "  till  I  know  what 
your  requests  were?" 

"Why,  wliat  signifies  what  they  were,  man?  I  tell  you  it 
was  I  that  made  them — I  to  whom  he  owes  more  than  to  any 
three  who  have  joined  the  standard;  for  I  negotiated  the 
whole  business,  and  brought  in  all  the  Perthshire  men  when 
not  one  could  have  stirred.     I  am  not  likely,  I  think,  to  ask 


WAVERLEY.  383 

anything  very  tmreasonable,  and  if  I  did,  they  might  hare 
stretched  a  point.  Well,  but  you  shall  know  all,  now  that  I 
can  di-aw  my  breath  again  with  some  freedom.  You  rememter 
my  earl's  patent;  it  is  dated  some  years  back,  for  services 
then  rendered;  and  certainly  my  merit  has  not  been  dimin- 
ished, to  say  the  least,  by  my  subsequent  behaviour.  Now, 
sir,  I  value  this  bauble  of  a  coronet  as  little  as  you  can,  or 
any  philosopher  on  earth ;  for  I  hold  that  the  chief  of  such  a 
clan  as  the  Sliochd  nan  Ivor  is  superior  in  rank  to  any  earl  iu 
Scotland.  But  I  had  a  particular  reason  for  assuming  this 
cursed  title  at  this  time.  You  must  know  that  I  learned  acci- 
dentally that  the  Prince  has  been  pressing  that  old  foolish 
Baron  of  Bradwardine  to  disinherit  hia  male  heir,  or  nine- 
teenth or  twentieth  cousin,  who  has  taken  a  command  iu  the 
Elector  of  Hanover's  militia,  and  to  settle  his  estate  upon 
your  pretty  little  friend  Eose ;  and  this,  as  being  the  com- 
mand of  his  king  and  overlord,  who  may  alter  the  destination 
of  a  lief  at  pleasure,  the  old  gentleman  seems  well  recon- 
ciled to." 

"  And  what  becomes  of  the  homage?" 

"Curse  the  homage!  I  believe  Rose  is  to  pull  off  the 
queen's  slipper  on  her  coronation-day,  or  some  such  trash. 
"Well,  sir,  as  Koso  Bradwardine  would  always  have  made  a 
suitable  match  for  me  but  for  this  idiotical  predilection  of  her 
father  for  the  heir-male,  it  occurred  to  me  there  now  remained 
no  obstacle  luiless  that  the  Baron  might  expeiit  his  daughter's 
husband  to  take  the  name  of  Bradwardine  ('whieh  yf)U  know 
would  1)0  iuipossildo  in  my  case),  and  tliat  tliis  iniglit  bo 
evaded  ])y  my  assuming  the  title  to  Avhich  I  hiid  so  good  a 
right,  and  which,  of  course,  would  supersede  that  dilHculty. 
If  she  was  to  })e  also  Viscxjuntess  Bradwardine  in  lier  own 
riglit  after  her  father's  demise,  80  much  tlio  better;  I  could 
have  no  objectiftn." 

"  But,  Fergus,"  said  Waverley,  "  T  had  no  idea  that  you  had 
any  affection  for  Miss  Bradwardine,  and  you  are  always  sneer- 
ing at  her  father." 

"  r  have  H»s  innch  ;ifTef'tir)n  for  Miss  Bradwardine,  my  good 
friend,  as  I  think  it  necessary  to  have  for  the  future  mistress 
17  Vol.  1 


384  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

of  my  family  and  the  mother  of  my  children.  She  is  a  very 
pretty,  intelligeut  girl,  and  is  certainly  of  one  of  the  very  lirst 
Lowland  families}  and,  with  a  little  of  Flora's  instructions 
and  forming,  will  make  a  very  good  figure.  As  to  her  father, 
he  is  an  original,  it  is  true,  and  an  absurd  one  enough;  but 
he  has  given  such  severe  lessons  to  Sir  Hew  Halbert,  that 
dear  defunct  the  Laird  of  Balmawhapple,  and  others,  that  no- 
body dare  laugh  at  him,  so  his  absurdity  goes  for  nothing.  I 
tell  you  there  could  have  been  no  earthly  objection — none.  I 
had  settled  the  thing  entirely  in  my  own  mind. " 

**But  had  you  asked  the  Baron's  consent,"  said  Waverley, 
"or  Rose's?" 

''  To  what  purpose?  To  have  spoke  to  the  Baron  before  I 
had  assumed  my  title  would  have  only  provoked  a  premature 
and  irritating  discussion  on  the  subject  of  the  change  of  name, 
when,  as  Earl  of  Glennaquoich,  I  had  only  to  propose  to  him 
to  carry  his  d — d  bear  and  boot -jack  party  per  pale,  or  in  a 
scutcheon  of  pretence,  or  in  a  separate  shield  perhaps — any 
way  that  would  not  blemish  my  own  coat  of  arms.  And  as  to 
Kose,  I  don't  see  what  objection  she  could  have  made  if  het 
father  was  satisfied. " 

"  Perhaps  the  same  that  your  sister  makes  to  me,  you  being 
satisfied. " 

Fergus  gave  a  broad  stare  at  the  comparison  which  this  sup- 
position implied,  but  cautiously  suppressed  the  answer  which 
rose  to  his  tongue.     "  Oh,  we  should  easily  have  arranged  all 
that.      So,  sir,  I  craved  a  private  interview,  and  this  morning 
was  assigned;  and  I  asked  you  to  meet  me  here,  thinking,  like 
a  foul,  that  I  should  want  your  countenance  as  bride's-man. 
Well,  I  state  my  pretensions — they  are  not  denied;  the  prom 
ises  so  repeatedly  made  and  the  patent  granted — they  are  ac 
knowledged.     But  I  propose,  as  a  natural  consequence,  to  as 
sume  the  rank  which  the  patent  bestowed.      I  have  the  old 

story  of  the  jealousy  of  C and  M trumpt  up  against 

me.  I  resist  this  pretext,  and  offer  to  procure  their  written 
acquiescence,  in  virtue  of  the  date  of  my  patent  as  prior  to 
their  sdly  claims;  I  assure  you  I  would  have  had  such  a  con- 
sent from  them,  if  it  had  been  at  the  point  of  the  sword. 


WAVERLET.  386 

And  then  out  comes  the  real  truth;  and  he  dares  to  tell  me  to 
my  face  that  my  patent  must  be  suppressed  for  the  present, 
for  fear  of  disgusting  that  rascally  coward  wa^  faineant  (nam- 
ing the  rival  chief  of  his  own  clan),  who  has  no  better  title  to 
be  a  chieftain  than  I  to  be  Emperor  of  China,  and  who  is 
pleased  to  shelter  his  dastardly  reluctance  to  come  out,  agree- 
able to  his  promise  twenty  times  pledged,  under  a  pretended 
jealousy  of  the  Prince's  partiality  to  me.  And,  to  leave  this 
miserable  driveller  without  a  pretence  for  his  cowardice,  the 
Prince  asks  it  as  a  personal  favour  of  me,  forsooth,  not  to 
press  my  just  and  reasonable  request  at  this  moment.  After 
this,  put  your  faith  in  princes!" 

"  And  did  your  audience  end  here?" 

"  End?  Oh  no !  I  was  determined  to  leave  him  no  pretence 
for  his  ingratitude,  and  I  therefore  stated,  with  all  the  com- 
posure I  could  muster — for  I  promise  you  I  trembled  with  pas- 
sion,— the  particular  reasons  1  had  for  wishing  that  his  Royal 
Highness  would  impose  upon  me  any  other  mode  of  exhibiting 
my  duty  and  devotion,  as  my  views  in  life  made  what  at  any 
other  time  would  have  been  a  mere  trifle  at  this  crisis  a  severe 
sacrifice;  and  then  I  explained  to  him  my  full  plan." 

"  And  what  did  the  Prhice  answer.  ?" 

"Answer?  wliy — it  is  well  it  is  written,  'Curse  not  the 
king,  no,  not  in  thy  thought!'. — why,  he  answered  that  tndy 
he  was  glad  I  luid  made  him  my  confidant,  to  prevent  more 
grievous  diHa])p«jintment,  for  he  could  assure  me,  upon  the 
word  (»f  a  prince,  that  Miss  P.radwardinc's  affections  were  en- 
gaged, and  lie  was  under  a  particular  ])roniiso  to  favour  them. 
*ao,  my  dear  Fergus,'  said  he,  with  his  most  gracious  cast 
of  smile,  'as  the  niaiTiage  is  utterly  out  of  question,  there 
ne*'d  he  no  hurry,  you  know,  al)out  the  earldom.'  And  so  ho 
glided  off  and  left  nie  ^lUmfi  /a." 

"And  what  did  you  do?" 

"  I'll  tell  you  what  I  ca>uUI  have  done  at  that  moment — sold 
myself  to  the  devil  or  the  Elector,  whichever  offered  the  dear- 
est revenge.  Hf)wever,  f  am  now  cool.  I  know  he  intends 
to  marry  her  to  some  of  his  ra.scally  Fronchmon  or  his  Irish 
ofi&cers,  but  I  will  watch  them  close;  aud  let  the  man  that 


386  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

would  supplant  me  look  well  to  himself.      Bisogna  coprirsi^ 

After  some  further  conversation,  unnecessary  to  be  detailed, 
Waverley  took  leave  of  the  Chieftain,  whose  fury  had  now 
subsided  mto  a  deep  and  strong  desire  of  vengeance,  and  re- 
turned home,  scarce  able  to  analyse  the  mixture  of  feelings 
which  the  narrative  had  awakened  in  his  own  bosom. 


CHAPTER  LIV. 

"to  one  thing  constant  never." 

"  I  AM  the  very  child  of  caprice, "  said  Waverley  to  himself^ 
as  he  bolted  the  door  of  his  apartment  and  paced  it  with  hasty 
steps.  "  What  is  it  to  me  that  Fergus  Mac-Ivor  should  wish 
to  marry  Eose  Bradwardine?  I  love  her  not;  1  might  have 
been  loved  by  her  perhaps;  but  I  rejected  her  simple,  natural, 
and  affecting  attachment,  instead  of  cherishing  it  into  tender- 
ness, and  dedicated  myself  to  one  who  will  never  love  mortal 
man,  unless  old  Warwick,  the  King-maker,  should  arise  from 
the  dead.  The  Baron  too — I  would  not  have  cared  about  his 
estate,  and  so  the  name  would  have  been  no  stumbling-bloc^k. 
The  devil  might  have  taken  the  barren  moors  and  drawn  off 
the  royal  califfce  for  anything  I  would  have  minded.  But, 
framed  as  she  is  for  domestic  affection  and  tenderness,  for 
giving  and  receiving  all  those  kind  and  quiet  attentions  which 
sweeten  life  to  those  who  pass  it  together,  she  is  sought  by 
Fergus  Mac-Ivor.  He  will  not  use  her  ill,  to  be  sure;  of  that 
he  is  incapable.  But  he  will  neglect  her  after  the  first  month; 
he  will  be  too  intent  on  subduing  some  rival  chieftain  or  cir- 
cumventing some  favourite  at  court,  on  gaining  some  heathy 
hill  and  lake  or  adding  to  his  bands  some  new  troop  of  cat- 
erans,  to  inquire  what  she  does,  or  how  she  amuses  herself. 

And  then  will  canker  sorrow  eat  lier  bud, 
And  chase  the  native  beauty  from  her  cheek; 
And  she  will  look  as  hollow  as  a  ghost, 
And  dim  and  meagre  as  an  ague  fit, 
And  so  she'll  die. 


"WAVERLEY.  387 

And  such  a  catastrophe  of  the  most  gentle  creature  on  earth 
might  have  been  prevented  if  Mr.  Edward  Waverley  had  had 
his  eyes !  Upon  my  word,  I  cannot  understand  how  I  thought 
Flora  so  much,  that  is,  so  rery  much,  handsomer  than  Rose. 
She  is  taller  indeed,  and  her  manner  more  formed ;  but  many 
people  think  Miss  Bradwardine's  more  natural;  and  she  is 
certainly  much  younger.  I  should  think  Flora  is  two  years 
older  than  I  am.  I  will  look  at  them  particularly  this  even- 
ing." 

And  with  this  resolution  Waverley  went  to  drink  tea  (as 
the  fashion  was  Sixty  Years  since)  at  the  house  of  a  lady  of 
quality  attached  to  the  cause  of  the  Chevalier,  where  he  foimd, 
as  he  expected,  both  the  ladies.  All  rose  as  he  entered,  but 
Flora  immediately  resumed  her  place  and  the  conversation  in 
which  she  was  engaged.  Rose,  on  the  contrary,  almost  im- 
perceptibly made  a  little  way  in  the  crowded  circle  for  his  ad- 
vancing tlie  c(jrner  of  a  chair.  "Her  manner,  upon  the  whole, 
is  most  engaging,"  said  Waverley  to  himself. 

A  dispute  occurred  whether  tlie  Gaelic  or  Italian  language 
•was  most  liquid,  and  best  adapted  for  poetry;  the  opinion  for 
the  Gaelic,  which  probably  might  not  have  found  supporters 
elsewhere,  was  here  fiercely  defended  by  seven  Highland 
ladies,  wlio  talked  at  the  top  of  their  lungs,  and  screamed  tho 
company  dpaf  with  examjjles  of  Celtic  euphonia.  Flora,  ob- 
serving the  Lowland  ladies  sneer  at  the  comparison,  produced 
some  reasons  to  show  that  it  was  not  altogether  so  absurd;  but 
Rose,  when  asked  for  h»'r  o])inion,  gave  it  with  aninuition  in 
praise  of  Italian,  which  slie  had  studied  witli  Wavorley's 
a.«)flistaiire.  "  She  has  a  more  correct  ear  than  I'lora,  thougli  a 
less  nffomi)lished  musician,"  said  Waverley  to  himself.  "I 
flupp)se  Miss  Ma<^!-Ivor  will  next  compare  Mac-Murrough  nan 
Fonn  to  Arifisto!" 

La.Htly,  it  so  befell  tliat  tho  company  differed  wliether  Fer- 
gus sliould  be  asked  to  perform  on  the  flute,  at  which  ho  was 
an  adejit,  or  Waverley  invited  to  read  a  play  of  Shakspeare; 
and  the  lady  of  the  house  good-humouredly  undertook  to  col- 
lect the  vfites  of  the  company  for  poetry  or  music,  under  the 
condition  that  the  gentleman  whoso  talents  woro  not  laid  under 


388  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

contribution  that  evening  should  contribute  them  to  enliven 
the  next.  It  chanced  that  Rose  had  the  casting  vote.  Now 
Flora,  who  seemed  to  impose  it  as  a  rule  upon  herself  never  to 
countenance  any  proposal  which  might  seem  to  encourage  Wa- 
verley,  had  voted  for  music,  providing  the  Baron  would  take 
his  violin  to  accompany  Fergus.  "  I  wish  you  joy  of  your 
taste,  Miss  Mac-Ivor,"  thought  Edward,  as  they  sought  for 
his  l>ook.  "  I  thought  it  better  when  we  were  at  Glenna- 
quoich;  but  certainly  the  liaron  is  no  great  performer,  and 
Shakspeare  is  worth  listening  to." 

"  Romeo  and  Juliet"  was  selected,  and  Edward  read  with 
taste,  feeling,  and  spirit  several  scenes  from  that  play.  ALL 
the  company  applauded  with  their  hands,  and  many  with  their 
tears.  Flora,  to  whom  the  drama  was  well  known,  was  among 
the  former;  Rose,  to  whom  it  was  altogether  new,  belonged 
to  the  latter  class  of  admirers.  *'  She  has  more  feeling  too, " 
said  Waverley,  internally. 

The  conversation  turning  upon  the  incidents  of  the  play  and 
upon  the  characters,  Fergus  declared  that  the  only  one  worth 
naming,  as  a  man  of  fashion  and  spirit,  was  Mercutio.  "  I 
could  not, "  he  said,  "  quite  follow  all  his  old-fashioned  wit, 
but  he  must  have  been  a  very  pretty  fellow,  according  to  the 
ideas  of  his  time." 

"And  it  was  a  shame,"  said  Ensign  Maccombich,  who 
usually  followed  his  Colonel  everywhere,  "for  that  Tib- 
bert,  or  Taggart,  or  whatever  was  his  name,  to  stick  him 
under  the  other  gentleman's  arm  while  he  was  redding  the 
fray." 

The  ladies,  of  course,  declared  loudly  in  favour  of  Romeo, 
but  this  opinion  did  not  go  undisputed.  The  mistress  of  the 
house  and  several  other  ladies  severely  reprobated  the  levity 
with  which  the  hero  transfers  his  affections  from  Rosalind  to 
Juliet.  Flora  remained  silent  until  her  opinion  was  repeat- 
edly requested,  and  then  answered,  she  thought  the  circum- 
stance objected  to  not  only  reconcilable  to  nature,  but  such  as 
in  the  highest  degree  evinced  the  art  of  the  poet.  "  Romeo  is 
described, "  said  she,  "  as  a  young  man  peculiarly  susceptible 
of  the  softer  passions ;  his  love  is  at  first  fixed  upon  a  wo- 


WAVERLEY.  389 

man  who  could  afford  it  uo  return ;  this  he  repeatedly  tells 
you,— 

From  love's  weak,  childish  bow  she  lives  unharmed ; 

and  again — 

She  hath  forsworn  to  love. 

Now,  as  it  was  impossible  that  Romeo's  love,  supposing  him 
a  reasonable  being,  could  continue  to  subsist  without  hope, 
the  poet  has,  with  great  art,  seized  the  moment  when  he  was 
reduced  actually  to  despair  to  throw  in  his  way  an  object  more 
accomplished  than  her  by  whom  he  had  been  rejected,  and 
who  is  disposed  to  repay  his  attachment.  I  can  scarce  con- 
ceive a  situation  more  calculated  to  enhance  the  ardour  of 
Romeo's  affection  for  eJuliet  than  his  being  at  once  raised  by 
her  from  the  state  of  drooping  melancholy  in  which  he  appears 
first  upon  the  scene  to  the  ecstatic  state  in  which  he  exclaims : 

•• —  come  what  sorrow  can, 

It  cannot  coiintervail  tlie  exchange  of  joy 

That  one  short  inoinont  gives  me  in  her  sight." 

"  Crood  now,  Mi.ss  Mac-Ivor, "  said  a  young  lady  of  quality, 
"do  you  mean  to  cheat  us  out  of  our  prerogative?  will  you 
persuade  us  love  cannot  subsist  without  liope,  or  that  the 
lover  must  become  fickle  if  the  lady  is  cruel?  Oh  tie!  I  did 
not  expect  sucli  an  unHeiitimfiital  conclusion." 

"A  lover,  my  dear  Lady  Betty,"  said  Flora,  "may,  I  con- 
ceive, persevere  in  his  suit  under  very  discouraging  circum- 
stances. Affection  can  (now  and  then)  withstand  very  severe 
8t<^)rni8  of  rigour,  but  not  a  long  ])olar  frost  of  downriglit  in- 
diffcrnnce.  Don't,  even  with  your  attraxitions,  try  the  experi- 
ment upon  any  lover  whos(^  faith  you  vahie.  Love  will  Hnl)sist 
on  wonderfully  little  hope,  but  not  altogether  without  it.'' 

"  It  will  be  just  like  Duncan  Mac-(iirdie's  mare,"  said  Evan, 
"if  your  ladyshij)3  please;  he  wanted  to  use  her  by  degrees  to 
live  without  meat,  and  just  as  he  had  put  her  on  a  straw  a 
day  the  ])Oor  thing  died!" 

Plvan's  illustration  set  the  company  a-laughing,  and  the  dis- 
course took  a  different  turn.     Shortly  afterwards  the  party 


390  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

broke  up,  and  Edward  returned  home,  musing  on  what  Flora 
had  said.  ''  I  will  love  my  Kosalind  no  more,"  said  he;  "she 
has  given  me  a  broad  enough  hint  for  that ;  and  I  will  speak 
to  her  brother  and  resign  my  suit.  But  for  a  Juliet — would 
it  be  handsome  to  interfere  with  Fergus's  pretensions?  though 
it  is  impossible  they  can  ever  succeed;  and  should  they  mis- 
carry, what  then?  why  then  alors  comme  alors."  And  with 
this  resolution  of  being  guided  by  circumstances  did  our  hero 
commit  himself  to  repose. 


CHAPTER   LV. 

A    BRAVE    MAN"    IN   SOKROW. 

If  my  fair  readers  should  be  of  opinion  that  my  hero's  lev- 
ity in  love  is  altogether  unpardonable,  I  must  remind  them  that 
all  his  griefs  and  difficulties  did  not  arise  from  that  senti- 
mental source.  Even  the  lyric  poet  who  complains  so  feel- 
ingly of  the  pains  of  love  could  not  forget  that  at  the  same 
time  he  was  "in  debt  and  in  drink,"  which,  doubtless,  were 
great  aggravations  of  his  distress.  There  were,  indeed,  whole 
days  in  which  Waverley  thought  neither  of  Flora  nor  Rose 
Bradwardine,  but  which  were  spent  in  melancholy  conjectures 
on  the  probable  state  of  matters  at  Waverley-Honour,  and  the 
dubious  issue  of  the  civil  contest  in  which  he  was  pledged. 
Colonel  Talbot  often  engaged  him  in  discussions  upon  the  jus- 
tice of  the  cause  he  had  espoused.  "  Not, "  he  said,  "  that  it 
is  possible  for  you  to  quit  it  at  this  present  moment,  for,  come 
what  will,  you  must  stand  by  your  rash  engagement.  But  I 
wish  you  to  be  aware  that  the  right  is  not  with  you;  that  you 
are  fighting  against  the  real  interests  of  your  country;  and 
that  you  ought,  as  an  Englisliman  and  a  patriot,  to  take  the 
first  opportunity  to  leave  this  unhappy  expedition  before  the 
snowball  melts." 

In  such  political  disputes  Waverley  usually  opposed  the 
common  arguments  of  his  party,  with  which  it  is  unnecessary 


WAVERLEY.  391 

to  trou!t)le  the  reader.  But  he  had  little  to  say  when  the  Col- 
onel urged  him  to  compare  the  strength  by  which  they  had 
undertaken  to  overthrow  the  government  with  that  which  was 
now  assembling  very  rapidly  for  its  support.  To  this  state- 
ment Waverley  had  but  one  answer :  "  If  the  cause  I  have 
undertaken  be  perilous,  there  would  be  the  greater  disgrace  in 
abandoning  it."  And  in  his  turn  he  generally  silenced  Colonel 
Tallx)t,  and  succeeded  in  changing  the  subject. 

One  night,  when,  after  a  long  dispute  of  this  nature,  the 
friends  had  separated  and  our  hero  had  retired  to  bed,  he  was 
awakened  alxjiit  midnight  by  a  suppressed  groan.  He  started 
up  and  listened;  it  came  from  the  apartment  of  Colonel  Tal- 
both,  which  was  divided  from  his  own  by  a  wainscotted  par- 
tition, with  a  door  of  communication.  Waverley  approached 
this  door  and  distinctly  heard  one  or  two  deep-drawn  sighs. 
What  could  be  the  matter?  The  Colonel  had  parted  from  him 
apparently  in  his  usual  state  of  spirits.  He  must  ha\'e  been 
taken  suddenly  ill.  Under  this  impression  he  opened  the,  door 
of  communication  very  gently,  and  perceived  the  Colonel,  in 
his  night-gown,  seated  by  a  table,  on  which  lay  a  letter  and 
picture.  He  raised  his  head  hastily,  as  Edward  stood  uncer- 
tain whetlier  to  advance  or  retire,  and  Waverley  perceived 
that  Ills  cheeks  were  stained  with  tears. 

As  if  ashamed  at  being  found  giving  away  to  sucli  emotion. 
Colonel  Talb<^)t  rose  with  apparent  displeasure,  and  said,  with 
some  sternness,  "  I  tliink,  Mr.  Waverley,  my  own  apartment 
and  the  hour  miglit  have  secured  even  a  prisoner  against -" 

"  Do  not  say  infruslov,  Colonel  'I'albot;  1  luuird  you  l)reathe 
hard  and  feared  you  were  ill;  that  alone  could  have  induced 
me  to  l)r<iak  in  ui>on  you." 

"  I  ani  well,"  said  the  Colonel,  "perfectly  well." 

"  P.ut  you  are  distressed,"  said  Edward;  "  is  there  anything 
can  Iw  done?" 

"Nothing,  Mr.  Waverley;  I  was  only  thinking  of  home, 
and  some  unpleasant  occurrences  there." 

"Good  Cod,  my  uncle!"  exclaimed  Waverley. 

"Xo,  it  is  a  grif^f  entirely  my  own.  1  am  ashamed  you 
should  have  seen  it  disarm  me  so  much ;  but  it  must  iiave  its 


392  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

course  at  times,  that  it  may  be  at  others  more  decently  sup- 
ported. I  would  have  kept  it  secret  from  you ;  for  I  think  it 
will  grieve  you,  and  yet  you  can  administer  no  consolation. 
But  you  have  surprised  me,— I  see  you  are  surprised  yourself 
• — and  I  hate  mystery.     Read  that  letter. " 

The  letter  was  from  Colonel  Talbot's  sister,  and  in  these 
words : 

"  I  received  yours,  my  dearest  brother,  by  Hodges.  Sir  E. 
"W.  and  Mr.  R.  are  still  at  large,  but  are  not  permitted  to  leave 
London.  I  wish  to  Heaven  I  could  give  you  as  good  an  ac- 
count of  matters  in  the  square.  But  the  news  of  the  unhappy 
affair  at  Preston  came  upon  us,  with  the  dreadful  addition 
that  you  were  among  the  fallen.  You  know  Lady  Emily's 
state  of  health,  when  your  friendship  for  Sir  E.  induced  you 
to  leave  her.  She  was  much  harassed  with  the  sad  accounts 
from  Scotland  of  the  rebellion  having  broken  out ;  but  kept 
up  her  spirits,  as,  she  said,  it  became  your  wife,  and  for  the 
sake  of  the  future  heir,  so  long  hoped  for  in  vain.  Alas,  my 
dear  brother,  these  hopes  are  now  ended!  Notwithstanding 
all  my  watchful  care,  this  unhappy  rumour  reached  her  with- 
out preparation.  She  was  taken  ill  immediately;  and  the 
poor  infant  scarce  survived  its  birth.  Would  to  God  tliis 
were  all!  But  although  the  contradiction  of  the  horrible  re- 
port by  your  o^vn  letter  has  greatly  revived  her  spirits,  yet 
Dr.  apprehends,  I  grieve  to  say,  serious,  and  even  dan- 
gerous, consequences  to  her  health,  especially  from  tho  un- 
certainty in  which  she  must  necessarily  remain  for  some  time, 
aggravated  by  the  ideas  she  has  formed  of  the  ferocity  of  those 
with  whom  you  are  a  prisoner. 

"  Do  therefore,  my  dear  brother,  as  soon  as  this  reaches  you, 
endeavour  to  gain  your  release,  by  parole,  by  ransom,  or  any 
way  that  is  practicable.  I  do  not  exaggerate  Lady  Emily's 
state  of  health;  but  I  must  not — dare  not — suppress  the 
truth. — Ever,  my  dear  Philip,  your  most  affectionate  sister, 

"Lucy  Talbot." 

Edward  stood  motionless  when  he  had  perused  this  letter; 
for  the  conclusion  was  inevitaole,  that,  by  the  Colonel's  jour- 


WAVERLEY.  393 

ney  in  quest  of  him,  he  had  incurred  this  heavy  calamity.  It 
was  severe  enough,  even  in  its  irremediable  part;  for  Colonel 
Talbot  and  Lady  Emily,  long  without  a  family,  had  fondly 
exulted  in  the  hopes  which  were  now  blasted.  But  this  dis- 
appointment was  nothing  to  the  extent  of  the  threatened  evil ; 
and  Edward,  with  horror,  regarded  himself  as  the  original 
cause  of  both. 

Ere  he  could  collect  himself  sufficiently  to  speak,  Colonel 
Talbot  had  recovered  his  usual  composure  of  manner,  though 
his  troubled  eye  denoted  his  mental  agony. 

''  She  is  a  woman,  my  yomig  friend,  who  may  justify  even 
a  soldier's  tears."  He  reached  him  the  miniature,  exhibiting 
features  which  fully  justified  the  eulogium;  "and  yet,  God 
knows,  what  you  see  of  her  there  is  the  least  of  the  charms 
she  possesses — possessed,  I  should  perhaps  say — but  God's 
will  be  done." 

"  You  must  fly — you  must  fly  instantly  to  her  relief.  It  is 
not — it  shall  not  be  too  late." 

"Fly?  how  is  it  possible?     I  am  a  prisoner,  upon  parole." 

"  I  am  your  keeper ;  I  restore  your  parole ;  I  am  to  answer 
for  you." 

"  You  cannot  do  so  consistently  with  your  duty ;  nor  can  I 
accept  a  discharge  from  you,  with  due  regard  to  my  own  hon- 
our; you  would  be  made  resiDonsible." 

"I  will  answer  it  with  my  head,  if  necessary,"  said  Wa- 
verley  impetuously.  "  I  have  been  tlie  unha])py  cause  of  the 
loss  of  your  child,  make  me  not  tlie  murderer  of  your  wife." 

"No,  my  dear  Edward,"  said  Tall)ot,  taking  him  kindly  by 
the  hand,  "you  are  in  no  respect  to  blame;  and  if  I  concealed 
this  domestic  distress  for  two  days,  it  wfus  lest  your  sensibility 
should  view  it  in  that  light.  You  could  not  think  of  me, 
hardly  knew  of  my  existence,  when  I  left  England  in  quest  of 
you.  It  is  a  responsibility.  Heaven  knows,  sufficiently  heavy 
for  mort.ality,  that  we  must  answer  for  the  foreseen  and  direct 
result  of  our  actions;  for  their  indirect  and  consequential  op- 
eration the  great  and  good  I'eing,  who  alone  can  foresee  tha 
dependence  of  human  events  on  each  other,  hath  not  pro- 
nounced his  frail  creatuies  liable." 


394  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"  But  that  you  should  have  left  Lady  Emily,"  said  Waver- 
ley,  Avith  much  emotion,  "  in  the  situation  of  all  others  the 
most  interesting  to  a  husband,  to  seek  a " 

''  I  uiily  did  my  duty, "  answered  Colonel  Talbot,  calmly, 
"  and  I  do  not,  ought  not  to,  regret  it.  If  the  path  of  grati- 
tude and  honour  were  always  smooth  and  easy,  there  would 
be  little  merit  in  following  it ;  but  it  moves  often  in  contra- 
diction to  our  interest  and  passions,  and  sometimes  to  our 
l>etter  affections.  These  ai-e  the  trials  of  life,  and  this,  though 
not  the  least  bitter"  (the  tears  came  imbidden  to  his  eyes), 
"  is  not  the  first  which  it  has  been  my  fate  to  encounter.  But 
we  will  talk  of  this  to-morrow, "  he  said,  wringing  Waverley's 
hands.  "  Good-night ;  strive  to  forget  it  for  a  few  hours.  It 
will  dawn,  I  think,  by  six,  jind  it  is  now  past  two.    Good-night." 

Edward  retired,  without  trusting  his  voice  with  a  reply. 


CHAPTER  LVI. 

EXERTION. 


"Whex  Colonel  Talbot  entered  the  breakfast-parlour  next 
morning,  he  learned  from  Waverley's  servant  that  uur  hero 
had  been  abroad  at  an  early  hour  and  was  not  yet  returned. 
The  morning  was  well  advanced  before  he  again  appeared. 
He  arrived  out  of  breath,  but  with  an  air  of  joy  that  aston- 
ished Colonel  Talbot. 

"  There, "  said  he,  throwing  a  paper  on  the  table,  "  there  is 
my  morning's  work,  Alick,  pack  up  the  Colonel's  clothes. 
Make  haste,  make  haste." 

The  Colonel  examined  the  paper  with  astonishment.  It  was 
a  pass  from  the  Chevalier  to  Colonel  Talbot,  to  repair  to 
Leith,  or  any  other  port  in  possession  of  his  Hoyal  Highness's 
troops,  and  there  to  embark  for  England  or  elsewhere,  at  his 
free  pleasure ;  he  only  giving  his  parole  of  honour  not  to  bear 
arms  against  the  house  of  Stuart  for  the  space  of  a  twelve- 
month. 


WAVERLEY.  395 

*'  In  the  name  of  God, "  said  the  Colonel,  his  eyes  sparkling 
with  eagerness,  "how  did  you  obtain  this?" 

"  I  was  at  the  Chevalier's  levee  as  soon  as  he  usually  rises. 
He  was  gone  to  the  camp  at  Duddingston.  I  pursued  him 
thither,  asked  and  obtained  an  audience — but  I  will  tell  you 
not  a  word  more,  unless  I  see  you  begin  to  pack. " 

"  Before  I  know  whether  I  can  avail  myself  of  this  pass- 
port, or  how  it  was  obtained?" 

"  Oh,  you  can  take  out  the  things  again,  you  know,  Now  I 
see  you  busy,  I  will  go  on.  When  I  lirst  mentioned  your 
name,  his  eyes  sparkled  almost  as  bright  as  yours  did  two 
minutes  since.  'Had  you,'  he  earnestly  asked,  'shown  any 
sentiments  favourable  to  his  cause?'  'Not  in  the  least,  nor 
was  there  any  hope  you  would  do  so.'  His  countenance  fell. 
I  requested  your  freedom.  * Imijossible, '  he  said;  'your  im- 
portance as  a  friend  and  confidant  of  such  and  such  person- 
ages made  my  request  altogether  extravagant.'  I  told  him 
jny  own  story  and  youis j  and  asked  him  to  judge  what  my 
feelings  must  be  by  liis  own.  He  has  a  heart,  and  a  kind 
one.  Colonel  Talbot,  you  may  say  what  you  please.  He  took 
a  sheet  of  j)aper  and  wrote  the  p;iss  with  liis  own  hand.  'I 
will  not  trust  myself  with  my  council,'  he  said;  'they  wiU 
argue  mo  out  of  what  is  right.  I  will  not  endure  that  a 
friend,  valued  as  I  value  you,  should  bo  loaded  with  the  pain- 
ful reflections  which  must  alHict  you  in  case  of  further  misfoi- 
tune  in  Colonel  Talbot's  family ;  nor  will  I  keep  a  bravo  enemy  a 
prisoner  under  such  circumstances.  Besides,'  said  h<^,  'T  think 
I  can  justify  myself  to  my  prudent  advisers  by  pleading  the 
good  effect  suf^h  lenity  will  produce  on  the  minds  of  the  great 
I'^nglisli  families  with  whom  C'olonel  Talbot  is  connected.'  " 

"Then;  the  ])olitieiau  pecqx'd  out,"  said  thn  ('olonel. 

"Well,  at  least  he  eoneluded  likt^  a  king's  son :  'Take  the 
passport;  1  have  added  a  condition  for  form's  sake;  but  if 
the  Colonel  objects  to  it,  let  him  depart  without  giving  any 
j>arole  whatever.  T  come  here  to  war  with  men,  but  not  to 
distress  or  endanger  women.'" 

"  Well,  T  never  thought  to  have  been  so  much  uidebted  to 
the  Pretend—" 


396  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

*'  To  the  Prince, "  said  Waverley,  smiling. 

*'  To  the  Chevalier, "  said  the  Colonel ;  "  it  is  a  good  travel- 
ling name,  and  which  we  may  both  freely  use.  Did  he  say 
anything  more?" 

"  Only  asked  if  there  was  anything  else  he  could  oblige  me 
in ;  and  when  1  replied  in  the  negative,  he  shook  me  by  the 
hand,  and  wished  all  his  followers  were  as  considerate,  since 
some  friends  of  mine  not  only  asked  all  he  had  to  bestow,  but 
many  things  which  were  entirely  out  of  his  power,  or  that  of 
the  greatest  sovereign  upon  earth.  Indeed,  he  said,  no  prince 
seemed,  in  the  eyes  of  his  followers,  so  like  the  Deity  as  him- 
self, if  you  were  to  judge  from  the  extravagant  requests  which 
they  daily  preferred  to  him," 

"  Poor  young  gentleman, "  said  the  Colonel,  "  I  suppose  he 
begins  to  feel  the  difficulties  of  his  situation.  Well,  dear  Wa- 
verley, this  is  more  than  kind,  and  shall  not  be  forgotten 
while  Philip  Talbot  can  remember  anything.  My  life— pshaw 
—let  Emily  thank  you  for  that ;  this  is  a  favour  worthy  fifty 
lives.  I  cannot  hesitate  on  giving  my  parole  in  the  circum- 
stances; there  it  is  (he  wrote  it  out  in  form).  And  now,  how 
am  I  to  get  off?" 

'•'All  that  is  settled;  your  baggage  is  packed,  my  horses 
wait,  and  a  boat  has  been  engaged,  by  the  Prince's  permis- 
sion, to  put  you  on  board  the  'Fox'  frigate.  I  sent  a  messenger 
down  to  Leith  on  purpose." 

"That  will  do  excellently  weU,  Captain  Beaver  is  my  par- 
ticidar  friend ;  he  will  put  me  ashore  at  Berwick  or  Shields, 
from  whence  I  can  ride  post  to  London;  and  you  must  entrust 
me  with  the  packet  of  papers  which  you  recovered  by  means 
of  your  Miss  Bean  Lean.  I  may  have  an  opportunity  of  using 
them  to  your  advantage.  But  I  see  your  Highland  friend, 
Glen what  do  you  call  his  barbarous  name?  and  his  or- 
derly with  him;  I  must  not  call  him  his  orderly  cut-throat 
any  more,  I  suppose.  See  how  he  walks  as  if  the  world  were 
his  own,  with  the  bonnet  on  one  side  of  his  head  and  his  plaid 
puffed  out  across  his  breast!  I  should  like  now  to  meet  that 
youth  where  my  hands  were  not  tied :  I  would  tame  his  pride, 
or  he  should  tame  mine." 


WAVERLEY.  397 

"For  shame,  Colonel  Talbot!  you  Bwell  at  sight  of  tartan  as 
die  bull  is  said  to  do  at  scarlet.  You  and  Mac-Ivor  have 
some  points  not  much  unlike,  so  far  as  national  prejudice  if 
concerned. " 

The  latter  part  of  this  discourse  took  place  in  the  street. 
They  passed  the  Chief,  the  Colonel  and  he  sternly  and  punc- 
tiliously greeting  each  other,  like  two  duellists  before  they 
take  their  ground.  It  was  evident  the  dislike  was  mutuaL 
"  I  never  see  that  surly  fellow  that  dogs  his  heels, "  said  the 
Colonel,  after  he  had  moimted  his  horse,  "but  he  reminds  me 
of  lines  I  have  somewhere  heard — upon  the  stage,  I  think : 

Close  behind  him 
Stalks  suUen  Bertram,  like  a  sorcerer's  fiend, 
Pressing  to  be  employed." 

*'  I  assure  you,  Colonel, "  said  Waverley,  "  that  you  judge 
too  harshly  of  the  Highlanders." 

'*  Not  a  whit,  not  a  whit;  I  cannot  spare  them  a  jot;  I  can- 
not bate  them  an  nee.  Let  tliem  stay  in  their  own  barren 
mountains,  and  puff  and  swell,  and  hang  their  bonnets  on  the 
horns  of  the  moon,  if  they  have  a  mind ;  but  what  business 
have  they  to  como  where  peojjle  wear  breeches,  and  speak  aa 
intelligihlo  language?  I  mean  intelligible  in  com^nirison  to 
their  gibberish,  for  even  tlie  Lowlanders  talk  a  kind  of  Eng- 
lish little  better  than  the  Negroes  in  Jamaica.     I  could  pity 

the  Pr J  I  mean  the  Chevalier  himself,  for  having  so  many 

desperadoes  al)out  him.  And  they  learn  their  trade  so  early. 
Thfre  is  a  kind  of  8n1)alteru  ini[),  for  exami)le,  a  soit  of  suck- 
ing devil,  whom  your  friend  Glena — Olonainuck  tlicro,  liaa 
sometimes  in  his  train.  To  look  at  him,  he  is  about  iiftoen 
years;  but  he  is  a  centuiy  old  in  mischief  and  villainy,  lie 
was  playing  at  quoits  the  other  day  in  the  court;  a  gentleman, 
a  decfiut-looking  jicrson  enough,  came  p:ust,  .'ind  as  a  quoit  hit 
his  shin,  lie  lifted  his  cano;  but  my  young  bravo  whips  out 
his  pistol,  like  Beau  Clincher  in  the  Trip  to  the  JuhiJeey  and 
had  not  a  scream  of  Gnrdez  Veau  from  an  upper  window  set 
all  parties  a-scampenng  for  fear  of  the  inevitable  consequences, 
thf  poor  gpntlf'Tnan  would  have  lost  his  life  by  the  hands  of 
that  little  cockatrice." 


398  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"  A  fine  character  you'll  give  of  Scotland  upon  your  return, 
Colonel  Talbot." 

*'0h,  Justice  Shallow,"  said  the  Colonel,  "wiUsave  me  the 
trouble — 'Barren,  barren,  beggars  all,  beggars  all.  Marry, 
good  air,' — and  that  only  when  you  are  fairly  out  of  Edin- 
burgh, and  not  yet  come  to  Leith,  as  is  our  case  at  present." 

In  a  short  time  they  arrived  at  the  seaport. 

The  boat  rock'd  at  the  pier  of  Leith, 
Full  loud  the  wind  blew  down  the  ferry; 
The  ship  rode  at  the  Berwick  Law. 

"Farewell,  Colonel;  may  you  find  all  as  you  would  wish  it! 
Perhaps  we  may  meet  sooner  than  you  expect ;  they  talk  of  an 
inuuediate  route  to  England." 

"Tell  me  nothing  of  that,"  said  Talbot;  "I  wish  to  carry 
no  news  of  your  motions." 

"Simply,  then,  adieu.  Say,  with  a  thousand  kind  greet- 
ings, aU  that  is  dutiful  and  affectionate  to  Sir  Everard  and 
Aunt  Rachel.  Think  of  me  as  kindly  as  you  can,  speak  of 
me  as  indulgently  as  your  conscience  will  permit,  and  once 
more  adieu. " 

"  And  adieu,  my  dear  Waverley ;  many,  many  thanks  for 
your  kindness.  Unplaid  yourself  on  the  first  opportunity.  I 
shall  ever  think  on  you  with  gratitude,  and  the  worst  of  my 
censure  shall  be.  Que  diahle  alloit-il  fai',e  dans  cette  galere?^* 

And  thus  they  parted,  Colonel  Talbot  going  on  board  of  the 
boat  and  Waverley  returning  to  Edinburgh. 


CHAPTER   LVII. 

THE   MARCH. 


It  Is  not  our  purpose  to  intrude  upon  the  province  of  his- 
tory. We  shall  therefore  ordy  remind  our  readers  that  al)0ut 
the  beginning  of  Kovember  the  Young  Chevalier,  at  the  head 
of  about  six  thousand  men  at  the  utmost,  resolved  to  peril  his 
eause  on  an  attempt  to  penetrate  into  the  centre  of  England, 


WAVERLEY.  399 

although  aware  of  the  mighty  preparations  whie  1  were  made 
for  his  reception.  They  set  forward  on  this  crusade  hi  weather 
■which  would  have  rendered  any  other  troops  incapable  of 
marching,  but  which  in  reality  gave  these  active  mountahieers 
advantages  over  a  less  hardy  enemy.  In  defiance  of  a  supe- 
rior army  lying  upon  the  Borders,  imder  Field-Mai-shal  Wade, 
they  besieged  and  took  Carlisle,  and  soon  afterwards  prose- 
cuted their  daring  march  to  the  southward. 

As  Colonel  Mac-Ivor's  regiment  marched  in  the  van  of  the 
clans,  he  and  Waverley,  who  now  equalled  any  Highlander  in 
the  endurance  of  fatigue,  and  was  become  somewhat  acquainted 
"witli  their  language,  were  perpetually  at  its  head.  They 
marked  the  progress  of  the  army,  however,  with  very  differ- 
ent eyes.  Fergus,  all  air  and  fire,  and  confident  against  the 
world  in  arms,  measured  nothing  but  that  every  step  was  a 
yard  nearer  London.  He  neither  asked,  expected,  nor  de- 
sired any  aid  except  that  of  the  clans  to  place  the  Stuarts 
once  more  on  the  throne ;  and  when  by  chance  a  few  adher- 
ents joined  the  standard,  he  always  considered  them  in  the 
light  of  new  claimants  upon  the  favours  of  the  future  mon- 
arcli,  who,  he  concluded,  must  therefore  subtract  for  their 
gratification  so  mucli  of  tlio  bounty  which  ought  to  be  shared 
among  his  Highland  followers. 

Edward's  views  were  very  different.  He  could  not  but  ob- 
serve that  in  those  towns  in  which  they  proclaimed  James  the 
Third,  "no  man  cried,  God  bless  him."  The  mob  stared  and 
listened,  Imartless,  stupified,  and  duU,  but  gave  few  signs 
even  of  that  })oisterou8  spirit  which  induces  them  to  shout 
upon  all  occasirms  for  the  mere  exercise  of  their  most  sweet 
voices.  'J'he  Jacobites  had  been  taught  to  believe  that  the 
northwestern  counties  alxmnded  with  weiiltliy  squires  and 
hardy  yconicn,  devoted  to  the  cause  of  the  White  Rose.  liut 
of  tlie  wealthier  Tones  they  saw  litth^.  Some  HvaI  from  their 
houses,  some  feigned  themselves  sick,  some  surrendered  them- 
selves to  the  government  as  suspected  persons.  Of  such  aa 
remained,  the  ignorant  ga/od  with  astonishment,  mixed  with 
horror  and  aversion,  at  the  wild  appfsarance,  luiknown  lan- 
guage, and  singular  garb  of  the  Bcottish  clans.     And  to  the 


400  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

more  prudent  their  scanty  numbers,  apparent  deficiency  in 
discipline,  and  poverty  of  equipment  seemed  certain  tokens  of 
the  calamitous  termination  of  their  rash  undertaking.  Thus 
the  few  who  joined  them  were  such  as  bigotry  of  political 
principle  blinded  to  consequences,  or  whose  broken  fortunes 
induced  to  hazard  all  on  a  risk  so  desperate. 

The  Baron  of  Bradwardine  being  asked  what  he  thought  of 
these  recruits,  took  a  long  pinch  of  snuff,  and  answered  drily, 
"that  he  could  not  but  have  an  excellent  opinion  of  them, 
since  they  resembled  precisely  the  followers  who  attached 
themselves  to  the  good  King  David  at  the  cave  of  AduUam — 
videlicet,  every  one  that  was  in  distress,  and  every  one  that 
was  in  debt,  and  every  one  that  was  discontented,  which  the 
vulgate  renders  bitter  of  soul;  and  doubtless,"  he  said,  "they 
will  prove  mighty  men  of  their  hands,  and  there  is  much 
need  that  they  should,  for  I  have  seen  many  a  sour  look  cast 
upon  us." 

But  none  of  these  considerations  moved  Fergur.  He 
admired  the  luxuriant  beauty  of  the  country,  and  the  situa- 
tion of  many  of  the  seats  which  they  passed.  "  Is  Waverley- 
Honour  like  that  house,  Edward?" 

"  It  is  one-half  larger. " 

"  Is  your  uncle's  park  as  fine  a  one  as  that?" 

"It  is  three  times  as  extensive,  and  rather  resembles  a 
forest  than  a  mere  park." 

"Flora  will  be  a  happy  woman." 

"  I  hope  Miss  Mac-Ivor  will  have  much  reason  for  happi- 
ness unconnected  with  Waverley-Honour." 

*'  I  'ioj)e  so  too;  but  to  be  mistress  of  such  a  place  will  be  a 
pretty  addition  to  the  sum  total." 

"  An  addition,  the  want  of  which,  I  trust,  will  be  amply 
Bupijlied  by  some  other  means." 

"How,"  said  Fergus,  stopping  short  and  turning  upon  Wa- 
verley — "how  am  I  to  understand  that,  Mr.  Waverley?  Had 
I  the  pleasure  to  hear  you  aright?" 

"Perfectly  right,  Fergus." 

"And  am  I  to  understand  that  you  no  longer  desire  my 
alliance  and  my  sister's  hand?" 


WAVERLEY.  401 

"  Your  sister  has  refused  mine, "  said  Waveiiey,  both  di- 
rectly, and  by  all  the  usual  means  by  which  ladies  repress 
undesired  attentions. " 

"  I  have  no  idea, "  answered  the  Chieftain,  "  of  a  lady  dis- 
missing or  a  gentleman  withdrawing  his  suit,  after  it  has  been 
approved  of  by  her  legal  guardian,  without  giving  him  an  op- 
portunity of  talking  the  matter  over  with  the  lady.  You  did 
not,  I  suppose,  expect  my  sister  to  drop  into  your  mouth  like 
a  ripe  plum  the  first  moment  you  chose  to  open  it?" 

"As  to  the  lady's  title  to  dismiss  her  lover,  Colonel,"  re- 
plied Edward,  ''  it  is  a  point  which  you  must  argue  with  her, 
as  I  am  ignorant  of  tlie  customs  of  the  Highlands  in  that  par- 
ticular. But  as  to  my  title  to  acquiesce  in  a  rejection  from 
her  without  an  appeal  to  your  interest,  I  will  tell  you  plainly, 
without  meaning  to  undervalue  Miss  Mac-Ivor's  admitted 
beauty  and  accomplishments,  that  I  would  not  take  the  hand 
of  an  angel,  with  an  empire  for  lier  dowry,  if  her  consent  were 
extorted  by  the  importunity  of  friends  and  guardians,  and 
did  not  flow  from  her   own  free  inclination. " 

"  An  angel,  with  the  dowry  of  an  empire,"  repeated  Fergus, 
in  a  tone  of   bitter   irony,  "  is  not  very  likely  to  be  pressed 

upon  a  shire  squire.      But,  sir,"  changing  his  tone,  "if 

Flora  Mac-Ivor  have  not  the  dowry  of  an  empire,  she  is  v)ij 
sister;  and  that  is  sufficient  at  least  to  secure  her  against 
being  treated  with  anytliing  a])i)roacliiiig  to  levity." 

"She  is  Floia  Mac-Ivor,  sir,"  said  Waverley,  with  finii- 
ness,  "  wliicli  to  me,  were  I  capalile  of  treating  any  woman 
witli  levity,  would  be  a  more  effectual  protection." 

The  brow  of  the  Chieftain  was  now  fully  clouded;  but  Ed- 
ward felt  too  indignant  at  the  unr('aHoiuil)lo  tone  whioli  lie  luul 
adoj)t«'(l  to  avcMt  the  stonu  by  the  least  concession.  They  both 
stood  still  while  this  short  dialogue  i)asscd,  and  Fergus  seemed 
half  disiX)sed  to  say  something  more  violent,  but,  by  a  strong 
effort,  suppressed  his  pa-ssion,  and,  turning  liis  face  forward, 
walked  sullenly  on.  As  they  liad  always  hitherto  walked  to- 
gether, and  almost  constantly  side  by  side,  Waverley  ])ursued 
his  course  silently  in  the  same  direction,  determined  to  let  the 
Chief  take  his  own  time  in  recovering  the  good-humour  which 


402  WAVERLEY  NOVELS, 

he  had  so  unreasonably  discarded,  and  firm  in  his  resolutioa 
not  to  bate  him  an  inch  of  dignity. 

After  they  had  marched  on  in  this  sullen  manner  abont  a 
mile,  Fergus  resumed  the  discourse  in  a  different  tone.  "  I 
believe  I  was  warm,  my  dear  Edward,  but  you  provoke  me 
with  your  want  of  knowledge  of  the  world.  You  have  taken 
pet  at  some  of  Mora's  prudery,  or  high-flying  notions  of  loy- 
slty,  and  now,  like  a  child,  you  quarrel  with  the  plaything 
you  have  been  crying  for,  and  beat  me,  your  faithful  keeper, 
because  my  arm  cannot  reach  to  Edinburgh  to  hand  it  to  you. 
I  am  sure,  if  I  was  passionate,  the  mortification  of  losing  the 
alliance  of  such  a  friend,  after  your  arrangement  had  been  the 
talk  of  both  Highlands  and  Lowlands,  and  that  without  so 
much  as  knowing  why  or  wherefore,  might  well  provoke  calmer 
blood  than  mine.  I  shall  write  to  Edinburgh  and  put  all  to 
rights;  that  is,  if  you  desire  I  should  do  so;  as  indeed  I  can- 
not suppose  that  your  good  opinion  of  Flora,  it  being  such  as 
you  have  often  expressed  to  me,  can  be  at  once  laid  aside." 

"Colonel  Mac-Ivor,"  said  Edward,  who  had  no  mind  to  be 
hurried  farther  or  faster  than  he  chose  in  a  matter  which  he 
had  already  considered  as  broken  off,  "  I  am  fully  sensible  of 
the  value  of  your  good  offices ;  and  certainly,  by  your  zeal  on 
my  behalf  in  such  an  affair,  you  do  me  no  small  honour.  But 
as  Miss  Mac-Ivor  has  made  her  election  fi-eely  and  voluntarily, 
and  as  all  my  attentions  in  Edinburgh  were  received  with 
more  than  coldness,  I  cannot,  in  justice  either  to  her  or  my- 
self, consent  that  she  should  again  be  harassed  upon  this  topic. 
I  would  have  mentioned  this  to  you  some  time  since,  but  you 
saw  the  footing  upon  which  we  stood  together,  and  must  have 
understood  it.  Had  I  thought  otherwise  I  would  have  earlier 
spoken ;  but  I  had  a  natural  reluctance  to  enter  upon  a  subject 
so  jjainful.to  us  both." 

"Oh,  very  well,  Mr.  Waverley,"  said  Fergus,  haughtily, 
"the  thing  is  at  an  end.  I  have  no  occasion  to  press  my 
sister  upon  any  man." 

"Nor  have  I  any  occasion  to  court  repeated  rejection  from 
the  same  young  lady, "  answered  Edward,  in  the  same  tone. 

"I  shall  make  due  inquiry,  however,"  said  the  Chieftain, 


WAVERLEY.  403 

without  noticing  the  interruption,  "  and  learn  what  my  sister 
thinks  of  all  this;  we  will  then  see  whether  it  is  to  end  here." 

"  Kespecting  such  inquiries,  you  will  of  course  be  guided  by 
your  own  judgment,"  said  Waverley.  "It  is,  I  am  aware,  im- 
possible Miss  Mac-Ivor  can  change  her  mind;  and  were  such 
an  unsupposable  case  to  happen,  it  is  certain  I  will  not  change 
mine.  I  only  mention  this  to  prevent  any  possibility  of  future 
misconstruction. " 

Gladly  at  this  moment  would  Mac-Ivor  have  put  their  quar- 
rel to  a  personal  arbitrement;  his  eye  flashed  fire,  and  he 
measured  Edward  as  if  to  choose  where  he  might  best  plant 
a  mortal  wound.  But  altliough  we  do  not  now  quarrel  accord- 
ing to  the  modes  and  figures  of  Caranza  or  Vincent  Saviola,  no 
one  knew  better  than  Fergus  that  there  must  be  some  decent 
pretext  for  a  mortal  duel.  For  instance,  you  may  challenge  a 
man  for  treading  on  your  own  corn  m  a  crowd,  or  for  pushing 
you  up  to  the  wall,  or  for  taking  your  seat  hi  the  theatre ;  but 
the  modern  code  of  honour  will  not  permit  you  to  found  a 
quarrel  upon  your  right  of  compelling  a  man  to  continue  ad- 
dresses to  a  female  relative  which  the  fair  lady  has  already 
refused.  So  that  Fergus  was  coin])ell('d  to  stomach  this  su])- 
posed  affnmt  until  tlie  whirligig  of  time,  whose  motion  he 
promised  himself  he  would  watch  most  sedulously,  should 
bring  about  an  opportunity  of  revenge. 

Waverley's  servant  always  led  a  saddle-horse  for  him  in  the 
rear  of  the  battalion  to  wliicli  lui  was  attached,  th()Uf!;h  his 
master  seldom  rode.  l>ut  now,  incensed  at  the  domineering 
and  unreasonable  conduct  of  liis  late  fricMid,  he  fell  behind  tlia 
column  and  mounted  his  horse,  resolving  to  seek  the  Baron  of 
Bradwardine,  and  recjuest  j)ermis8iou  to  volunteer  in  his  troop 
instead  oi  tlie  Mac- Ivor  rf^piiufiit. 

"  A  liaj)py  time  of  it  I  .should  have  had,"  tliouglit  he,  after 
he  was  moimted,  "to  have  bcrn  so  closely  allied  to  this  superb 
specimen  of  i)ride  and  8elf-oj)inion  and  j)assion.  A  colonel! 
why,  he  should  have  been  a  generalissimo.  A  petty  chief  of 
throe  or  four  hmulred  men!  liis  ])ride  might  suffiee  for  tlio 
Cham  of  Tartary — the  Grand  Sfi^Miior — the  (Jreat  Mogul!  T 
am  well  free  of  him.     Were  Flora  an  angel,  she  would  bring 


404  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

■with  her  a  second  Lucifer  of  ambition  and  wrath  for  a  brother- 
in-law." 

The  Baron,  whose  learning  (like  Sancho's  jests  while  in  the 
Sierra  Morena)  seemed  to  grow  mouldy  for  want  of  exercise, 
joyfully  embraced  the  opportunity  of  Waverley's  offering  his 
service  in  his  regiment,  to  bring  it  into  some  exertion.  The 
good-natured  old  gentleman,  however,  laboured  to  effect  a  re- 
conciliation between  the  two  quondam  friends.  Fergus  turned 
a  cold  ear  to  his  remonstrances,  though  he  gave  them  a  re- 
spectful hearing  i  and  as  for  Waverley,  he  saw  no  reason  why 
he  should  be  the  first  in  courting  a  renewal  of  the  intimacy 
which  the  Chieftain  had  so  unreasonably  disturbed.  The 
Baron  then  mentioned  the  matter  to  the  Prince,  who,  anxious 
to  prevent  quarrels  in  his  little  army,  declared  he  would  him- 
seK  remonstrate  with  Colonel  Mac-Ivor  on  the  unreasonable- 
ness of  his  conduct.  But,  in  the  hurry  of  their  march,  it  was 
a  day  or  two  before  he  had  an  opportunity  to  exert  his  influ- 
ence in  the  manner  proposed. 

In  the  mean  while  Waverley  turned  the  instructions  he  had 
received  while  in  Gardiner's  dragoons  to  some  account,  and 
assisted  the  Baron  in  his  command  as  a  sort  of  adjutant. 
"  Parmi  les  aveugles  un  horgne  est  roi, "  says  the  French  prov- 
erb ;  and  the  cavalry,  which  consisted  chiefly  of  Lowland  gen- 
tlemen, their  tenants  and  servants,  formed  a  high  opinion  of 
Waverley's  skill  and  a  great  attachment  to  his  person.  This 
was  indeed  partly  owing  to  the  satisfaction  which  they  felt  at 
the  distinguished  English  volunteer's  leaving  the  Highlanders 
to  rank  among  them ;  for  there  was  a  latent  grudge  between 
the  horse  and  foot,  not  only  owing  to  the  difference  of  the  ser- 
vices, but  because  most  of  the  gentlemen  living  near  the  High- 
lands had  at  one  time  or  other  had  quarrels  with  the  tribes  in 
their  vicinity,  and  all  of  them  looked  with  a  jealous  eye  on 
the  Highlanders'  avowed  pretensions  to  superior  valour  and 
utility  in  the  Prince's  service. 


WAVERLEY.  406 


CHAPTER   L\T[II. 

THE    CONFUSION    OF    KING    AGRAMANT's    CAMP. 

It  was  Waverley's  custom  sometimes  to  ride  a  little  apart 
from  the  main  body,  to  look  at  any  object  of  curiosity  which 
occurred  on  the  march.  They  were  now  in  Lancashire,  when, 
attracted  by  a  castellated  old  hall,  he  left  the  squadron  for 
half  an  hour  to  take  a  survey  and  slight  sketch  of  it.  As  he 
returned  down  the  avenue  he  was  met  by  Ensign  Maccombich. 
This  man  had  contracted  a  sort  of  regard  for  Edward  since  the 
day  of  his  first  seeing  him  at  Tully-Veolan  and  introducing 
him  to  the  Highlands.  He  seemed  to  loiter,  as  if  on  purpose 
to  meet  with  our  hero.  Yet,  as  he  passed  him,  he  only  ap- 
proa(;hed  his  stirrup  and  pronounced  the  single  word  "  Be- 
ware!" and  then  walked  swiftly  on,  shunning  all  further 
conuuunication. 

Edward,  somewhat  surprised  at  this  hint,  followed  with  his 
eyes  the  course  of  Evan,  wlio  si)eedily  disappeared  among  the 
trees.  His  servant,  Alick  l^olwarth,  who  was  in  attendance, 
also  iooTced  after  the  Highlander,  and  then  riding  up  close  to 
his  master,  said: 

"The  ne'er  ];e  in  me,  sir,  if  I  think  you're  safe  amang  thae 
Highland  rinthereouts." 

"  VVliat  do  you  mean,  Alick?"  said  Waverley. 

"The  Mac-Ivors,  sir,  hae  gotten  it  into  their  head.^  that  ye 
hae  affronted  their  young  leddy.  Miss  Flora;  and  I  hae  heard 
mae  than  ane  say,  they  wadna  tak  muckle  to  inak  a  black- 
cock o'  ye;  and  ye  ken  weel  enough  tlicrc's  niony  o'  them 
wadna  mind  a  bawbee  the  weising  a  l)all  througli  the  I'rince 
himsell,  an  the  Chief  gae  them  the  wink,  or  wliether  he  did 
or  no,  if  they  thought  it  a  tiling  that  would  please  him  when 
it  wa.s  dune." 

Waverley,  though  confident  that  Fergus  Mac.-Tvor  was  in- 
capable of  such  treachery,  was  by  no  means  ecjually  sure  of 
the  forbearance  of  his  followers.     He  knew  that,  where  the 


406  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

honour  of  the  Chief  or  his  family  was  supposed  to  be  touched, 
the  happiest  man  would  be  he  that  could  first  avenge  the  stig- 
ma ;  and  he  had  often  heard  them  quote  a  proverb,  "  That  the 
best  revenge  was  the  most  speedy  and  most  safe."  Coupling 
this  with  the  hint  of  Evan,  he  judged  it  most  prudent  to  set 
spurs  to  his  horse  and  ride  briskly  back  to  the  squadron.  Ere 
lie  reached  the  end  of  the  long  avenue,  however,  a  ball  whis- 
tled past  him,  and  the  report  of  a  pistol  was  heard. 

"It  was  that  deevil's  buckie,  Callum  Beg,"  said  Alick;  "I 
saw  him  whisk  away  through  amang  the  reises." 

Edward,  justly  incensed  at  this  act  of  treachery,  galloped 
out  of  the  avenue,  and  observed  the  battalion  of  Mac-Ivor  at 
some  distance  moving  along  the  common  in  which  it  termi- 
nated. He  also  saw  an  individual  running  very  fast  to  join 
the  party ;  this  he  concluded  was  the  intended  assassin,  who, 
by  leaping  an  inclosure,  might  easily  make  a  much  shorter 
path  to  the  main  body  than  he  could  find  on  horseback.  Un- 
able to  contain  himself,  he  commanded  Alick  to  go  to  the 
Baron  of  Bradwardine,  who  was  at  the  head  of  his  regiment 
about  half  a  mile  in  front,  and  acquaint  him  with  what  had 
happened.  He  hiniseK  immediately  rode  up  to  Fergus's  regi- 
ment. The  Chief  himself  was  in  the  act  of  joining  them. 
He  was  on  horseback,  having  returned  from  waiting  on  the 
Prince.  On  perceiving  Edward  approaching,  he  put  his  horse 
in  motion  towards  him. 

"Colonel  Mac-Ivor,"  said  Waverley,  without  any  farther 
salutation,  "  I  have  to  inform  you  that  one  of  your  people  has 
this  instant  fired  at  me  from  a  lui'king-place. " 

"As  that,"  answered  Mac-Ivor,  "excepting  the  circum- 
stance of  a  lurking-place,  is  a  pleasure  which  I  presently 
propose  to  myself,  I  should  be  glad  to  know  which  of  my 
clansmen  dared  to  anticipate  me." 

"  I  shall  certainly  be  at  your  command  whenever  you  please } 
the  gentleman  who  took  your  office  upon  himself  is  your  page 
there,  Callum  Beg." 

"  Stand  forth  from  the  ranks,  Callum !  Did  you  fire  at  Mr. 
Waverley?" 

"  No, "  answered  the  unblushing  Callum. 


"WAVERLEY.  407 

"  You  did, "  said  Alick  Polwartli,  who  was  already  returned, 
having  met  a  trooper  by  whom  he  despatched  an  accomit  of 
what  was  going  forward  to  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  while 
he  himself  returned  to  his  master  at  full  gallop,  neither  spar- 
ing the  rowels  of  his  spurs  nor  the  sides  of  his  horse.  "  You 
did  J  I  saw  you  as  plainly  as  I  ever  saw  the  auld  kirk  at  Cou- 
dingham." 

"  You  lie, "  replied  Galium,  with  his  usual  impenetrable  ob- 
stinacy. The  combat  between  the  knights  would  certainly,  as 
in  the  days  of  chivalry,  have  been  preceded  by  an  encounter 
between  the  squires  (for  Alick  was  a  stout-hearted  Merseman, 
and  feared  the  bow  of  Cupid  far  more  than  a  Highlander's 
dirk  or  claymore),  but  Fergus,  with  his  usual  tone  of  decision, 
demanded  Galium 's  pistol.  The  cock  was  down,  the  pan  and 
muzzle  were  black  with  the  smoke ;  it  had  been  that  instant 
fired. 

"  Take  that, "  said  Fergus,  striking  the  boy  upon  the  head 
with  the  heavy  pistol-butt  with  his  yvhole  force — ''  take  that 
for  acting  without  orders,  and  lying  to  disguise  it."  Calliun 
received  the  blow  without  appearing  to  liinch  from  it,  and  fell 
without  sign  of  life.  "Stand  still,  upon  your  lives!"  said 
Fergus  tx5  the  rest  of  the  clan ;  "  I  l)low  out  the  brains  of  tlie 
first  man  who  interferes  between  Afr.  "\Vaverley  and  me." 
They  stood  motionless;  Evan  Dhu  alone  showed  symptoms  of 
vexation  and  anxiety,  Galhim  lay  on  the  ground  bleeding 
copiously,  but  no  one  ventured  to  give  him  any  assistance.  It 
seenwd  aa  if  he  had  gotten  his  dpat.h-blow. 

"And  now  for  you,  Mr.  Waverley;  ])lease  to  turn  your 
horse  twenty  yards  with  me  upon  the  common."  Waverley 
complied;  and  Fergus,  confronting  him  when  thoy  were  a 
little  way  from  the  lino  of  march,  said,  with  great  affected 
cofilnesa:  "I  could  not  but  woudcr,  sir,  at  tlio  ricklen<'S8 
or  tast^  which  you  were  pleased  U)  express  the  other  day. 
But  it  was  not  an  angel,  as  yon  justly  observed,  who  had 
charms  for  you,  unless  she  brought  an  empire  for  her  fortune. 
J  have  now  an  excellent  commentary  upon  that  obscure 
text." 

"  I  am  at  a  loss  even  to  guess  at  your  meaning,   Colonel 
18  Vol.  I 


408  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Mac-Ivor,  unless  it  seems  plain  that  you  intend  to  fasten  a 
quarrel  upon  me." 

"  Your  affected  ignorance  shall  not  serve  you,  sir.  The 
Prince — the  Prince  himself  has  acquainted  me  with  your 
manoeuvres.  I  little  thought  that  your  engagements  with 
Miss  Bradwardine  were  the  reason  of  your  breaking  off  your 
intended  match  with  my  sister.  I  suppose  the  information 
that  the  Baron  had  altered  the  destination  of  his  estate  was 
quite  a  sufficient  reason  for  slighting  your  friend's  sister  and 
carrying  off  your  friend's  mistress." 

"  Did  the  Prmce  tell  you  I  was  engaged  to  Miss  Bradwar- 
dine?" said  Waverley.     "Impossible." 

"He  did,  sir,"  answered  Mac-Ivor;  "so,  either  draw  and 
defend  yourself,  or  resign  your  pretensions  to  the  lady." 

"  This  is  absolute  madness,"  exclaimed  Waverley,  "or  some 
strange  mistake!" 

"Oh,  no  evasion!   draw  your  sword!"  said  the  infuriated 
Chieftain,  his  own  already  unsheathed. 
"  Must  I  fight  in  a  madman's  quarrel?" 
"  Then  give  up  now,  and  for  ever,  all  pretensions  to  Miss 
Bradwardine's  hand." 

"  What  title  have  you, "  cried  Waverley,  utterly  losing  com- 
mand of  himself — "  what  title  have  you,  or  any  man  living, 
to  dictate  such  terms  to  me?"     And  he  also  drew  his  sword. 

At  this  moment  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  followed  by 
several  of  his  troop,  came  up  on  the  spur,  some  from  curi- 
osity, others  to  take  part  in  the  quarrel  which  they  indis- 
tinctly understood  had  broken  out  between  the  Mac-Ivors  and 
their  corps.  The  clan,  seeing  them  approach,  put  themselves 
in  motion  to  support  their  Chieftain,  and  a  scene  of  confusion 
commenced  which  seemed  likely  to  terminate  in  bloodshed. 
A  hundred  tongues  were  in  motion  at  once.  The  Baron  lec- 
tured, the  Chieftain  stormed,  the  Highlanders  screamed  in 
Gaelic,  the  horsemen  cursed  and  swore  in  Lowland  Scotch. 
At  length  matters  came  to  such  a  pass  that  the  Baron  threat- 
ened to  charge  the  Mac-Ivors  unless  they  resumed  their  ranks, 
and  many  of  them,  in  return,  presented  their  fire-arms  at 
him  and  the  other  troopers.      The  confusion  was  privately 


WAVERLEY.  409 

fostered  by  old  Ballenkeiroch,  .•who  made  no  doubt  that  his 
own  day  of  vengeance  was  arrived,  when,  behold!  a  cry  arose 
of  "  Room !  make  way !  place  a  Monseigneur !  place  a  Mon- 
seifjneiir  /"  This  announced  the  approach  of  the  Prince,  who 
came  up  with  a  party  of  Fitz-James's  foreign  dragoons  that 
acted  as  his  body  guard.  His  arrival  produced  some  degree 
of  order.  The  Highlanders  reassumed  their  ranks,  the  cavalry 
fell  in  and  formed  squadron,  and  the  Baron  and  Chieftain 
■were  silent. 

The  Prince  called  them  and  Waverley  before  him.  Having 
heard  the  original  cause  of  the  quarrel  through  the  villainy  of 
Galium  Beg,  he  ordered  him  into  custody  of  the  provost-mar- 
shal for  immediate  execution,  in  the  event  of  his  surviving 
the  chastisement  inflicted  by  his  Chieftain.  Fergus,  however, 
in  a  tone  betwixt  claiming  a  right  and  asking  a  favour,  re- 
quested he  might  be  left  to  his  disposal,  and  promised  his 
punishment  should  be  exemplary.  To  deny  this  might  have 
seemed  to  encroach  on  the  patriarchal  authority  of  the  Chief- 
tains, of  which  they  were  very  jealous,  and  they  were  not 
persons  to  be  disobliged.  Galium  was  therefore  left  to  the 
justice  of  his  own  tribe. 

The  Prince  next  demanded  to  know  the  new  cause  of  quar- 
rel betweon  Colonel  !Mac-Ivor  and  Waverley.  There  was  a 
pause.  T^oth  gentlemen  found  the  presence  of  the  Banm  of 
Bradwardine  (for  by  this  time  all  three  had  approached  the 
Chevalier  by  his  command)  an  insurmountable  barrier  against 
entering  njxin  a  subject  wliero  tlio  name  of  his  daughter  must 
unavoidably  bo  nuintioned.  H'hey  tumcid  their  eyes  on  tlie 
ground,  with  lof)ks  in  whicli  shame  and  embarrassment  were 
mingled  with  displeasure.  The  Prinee,  who  li;nl  been  educat- 
ed amongst  tlio  discontented  and  mutinous  spirits  of  the  court 
of  St.  Gennains,  where  feuds  of  every  kind  were  the  daily  sub- 
ject of  solicitude  to  the  dethroned  sovereign,  had  served  )iis 
apprenticeship,  as  old  Frederick  of  Prussia  would  have  said, 
to  the  trade  of  royalty.  To  prf»mote  or  rest/)re  concord  among 
his  followers  was  indiRf)ensable.  Accordingly  he  took  his 
measures. 

"Monsieur  de  Beaujeul" 


410  WAVERLEY  NOVELa. 

"Monseigneiir!"  said  a  very  handsome  French  cavalry 
officer  who  was  in  attendance. 

"  Ayez  la  bont^  d'alligner  ces  montagnards  1^,  ainsi  que  la 
cavalerie,  s'il  vous  plait,  et  de  les  remettre  a  la  marche. 
Vous  paiiez  si  bien  I'Anglois,  cela  ne  vous  donneroit  pas 
beaucoup  de  peine." 

*'Ah!  pas  de  tout,  Monseigneur, "  replied  Mons.  le  Comte 
de  r>eaujeu,  his  head  bending  down  to  the  neck  of  his  little 
prancing  highly-managed  charger.  Accordingly  he  piaffed 
away,  in  high  spirits  and  confidence,  to  the  head  of  Fergus's 
regiment,  although  understanding  not  a  word  of  Gaelic  and 
very  little  English. 

"  Messieurs  les  sauvages  Ecossois — dat  is,  gentilmans  sav- 
ages, have  the  goodness  d'arranger  vous." 

The  clan,  comprehending  the  order  more  from  the  gesture 
than  the  words,  and  seeing  the  Prince  himself  present,  hast- 
ened to  dress  their  ranks. 

*'Ah!  ver  weU!  dat  is  fort  bien!"  said  the  Count  de 
Beaujeu.  "Gentilmans  sauvages!  mais,  tres  bien.  Eh  bien! 
Qu'est  ce  que  vous  appeUez  visage.  Monsieur?"  (to  a  lounging 
trooper  who  stood  by  him).  "Ah,  oui!  face.  Je  vous  re- 
mercie.  Monsieur.  Gentilshommes,  have  de  goodness  to  make 
de  face  to  de  right  par  file,  dat  is,  by  files.  Marsh !  Mais, 
tr^s  l>ien ;  encore.  Messieurs ;  il  f aut  vous  mettre  a  la  marche. 
.  .  .  Marchex  done,  au  nom  de  Dieu,  parceque  j'ai  oublie  le 
mot  Anglois ;  mais  vous  etes  des  braves  gens,  et  me  comprenez 
tr^s  bien." 

The  Count  next  hastened  to  put  the  cavalry  in  motion. 
"Gentilmans  cavaby,  you  must  fall  in.  Ah!  par  ma  foi,  I 
did  not  say  fall  off!  I  am  a  fear  de  little  gross  fat  gentilmaa 
is  nioche  hurt.  Ah,  mon  Dieu!  c'est  le  Commissaire  qui  nous 
a  apport^  les  premieres  nouvelles  de  cet  maudit  fracas.  Je 
Buis  trop  fach^.  Monsieur!" 

But  poor  Macwheeble,  who,  with  a  sword  stuck  across  him, 
and  a  white  cockade  as  large  as  a  pancake,  now  figured  in  the 
character  of  a  commissary,  being  overturned  in  the  bustle 
occasioned  by  the  troopers  hastening  to  get  themselves  in  or- 
der iu  the  Prince's  presence,  before  he  could  rally  his  galloway, 


WAVERLEY.  411 

slunk  to  the  rear  amid  the  unrestrained,  laughter  of  the  spec- 
tators. 

"Eh  bien,- Messieurs,  wheel  to  de  right.  Ah!  dat  is  it! 
Eh,  Monsieur  de  Bradwardine,  ayez  la  bonte  de  vous  mettre 
k  la  tete  de  votre  regiment,  car,  par  Dieu,  je  n'en  puis  plus !" 

The  Baron  of  Bradwardine  was  obliged  to  go  to  the  assis- 
tance of  Monsieur  de  Beaujeu,  after  he  had  fairly  expended 
his  few  English  military  phrases.  *One  purpose  of  the  C'hev- 
alier  was  thus  answered.  The  other  he  proposed  was,  that  in 
the  eagerness  to  hear  and  comprehend  commands  issued  through 
such  an  indistinct  medium  in  his  o\vn  presence,  the  thoughts 
of  the  soldiers  in  both  corps  might  get  a  current  diiferent  from 
the  angry  channel  in  which  they  were  flowing  at  the  time. 

Charles  EdAvard  was  no  sooner  left  with  the  Chieftain  and 
"Waverley,  the  rest  of  his  attendants  being  at  some  distance, 
than  he  said:  "If  I  owed  less  to  your  disinterested  friendship, 
I  could  \wi  most  seriously  angry  with  both  of  you  for  this  very 
extraf)rdiiiary  and  causeless  broil,  at  a  moment  when  my  fa- 
ther's service  so  decidedly  demands  the  most  perfect  unanimity. 
B\it  the  worst  of  my  situation  is,  that  my  very  best  friends 
hold  they  have  libei-ty  to  ruin  themselves,  as  well  as  the  cause 
tlu'y  are  engaged  in,  uyion  the  slightest  caprice." 

lioth  the  young  mon  protested  their  resolution  to  submit 
every  difference  to  his  arbiti-ation .  "  Indeed,"  said  Edward, 
*' T  hardly  know  of  what  I  airi  accused.  I  sought  Colonel 
Mac- Ivor  merely  to  mention  to  liim  that  I  had  narrowly  osc^aped 
aaRHKsination  at  the  hand  of  his  iiiiuiediate  dependent,  a  das- 
tardly revenge  which  I  knew  him  to  be  incapable  of  authoris- 
ing. As  to  the  cause  for  which  he  is  disposed  to  fasten  a 
quarrel  upon  me,  I  am  ignorant  of  it,  unless  it  be  that  he  ac- 
cuses me,  most  unjustly,  of  having  engaged  the  affections  of  a 
young  la»ly  in  prejn(li(;e  of  his  j»ret.ensif)ns." 

"  If  thevf;  is  an  error,"  said  tht^  Chieftain,  "it  .arises  from  a 
convprsation  which  I  held  this  morning  with  his  Royal  High- 
ness himself." 

"With  me?"  said  the  Chevalier ;  "how  can  Colonel  Mac- 
Ivor  have  so  far  misuiiflerstood  me?" 

He  then  led  Fergus  aside,  and,  after   five  minutes'  earnest 


412  WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

conversation,  spurred  his  horse  towards  Edward.  "  Is  it  pos- 
sible— nay,  ride  up,  Colonel,  for  I  desire  no  secrets — is  it  pos- 
sible, Mr.  Waverley,  that  I  am  mistaken  in  supposing  that 
you  are  an  accepted  lover  of  Miss  Bradwardine?  a  fact  of 
which  I  was  by  circumstances,  though  not  by  communication 
from  you,  so  absolutely,  convinced  that  I  alleged  it  to  Vich  Ian 
Yohr  this  morning  as  a  reason  why,  without  offence  to  him, 
you  might  not  continue  to  be  ambitious  of  an  alliance  which 
to  an  unengaged  person,  even  though  once  repulsed,  holds  out 
too  many  charms  to  be  lightly  laid  aside." 

"  Your  Royal  Highness, "  said  Waverley,  "  must  have  found- 
ed on  circumstances  altogether  unknown  to  me,  when  you  did 
me  the  distinguished  honour  of  supposing  me  an  accepted  lover 
of  Miss  Bradwardine.  I  feel  the  distinction  implied  in  the 
supposition,  but  I  have  no  title  to  it.  For  the  rest,  my  confi- 
dence in  my  own  merit  is  too  justly  sliglit  to  admit  of  my  hop- 
ing for  success  in  any  quarter  after  positive  rejection." 

The  Chevalier  was  silent  for  a  moment,  looking  steadily  at 
them  botli,  and  then  said :  "  Upon  my  word,  Mr.  Waverley,  you 
are  a  less  happy  man  than  I  conceived  I  had  very  good  reason 
to  Ijelieve  you.  But  now,  gentlemen,  allow  me  to  be  umpire 
in  this  matter,  not  as  Prince  Regent  but  as  Chai-les  Stuart,  a 
brother  adventurer  with  you  in  the  same  gallant  cause.  Lay 
my  pretensions  to  be  obeyed  by  you  entirely  out  of  view,  and 
consider  your  own  honour,  and  how  far  it  is  well  or  becoming 
to  give  our  enemies  the  advantage  and  our  friends  the  scandal 
of  showing  that,  few  as  we  are,  we  are  not  united.  And  for- 
give me  if  I  add,  that  the  names  of  the  ladies  who  have  been 
mentioned  crave  more  respect  from  us  all  than  to  be  made 
themes  of  discord." 

He  took  Fergus  a  little  apart  and  spoke  to  him  very  earnestly 
for  two  or  three  minutes,  and  then  returning  to  Waverley, 
said:  "I  believe  I  have  satisfied  Colonel  Mac-Ivor  that  his  re- 
sentment was  founded  upon  a  misconception,  to  which,  indeed, 
I  myself  gave  rise;  and  I  trust  Mr.  Waverley  is  too  generous 
to  harbour  any  recollection  of  what  is  past  when  I  assure  him 
that  such  is  the  case.  You  must  state  this  natter  properly 
to  your  clan,  Vich  laa  Vohj,  to  preveut  a  recurrence  of  their 


WAVERI.EY.  413 

precipitate  violence."  Fergus  bowed,  "And  now,  gentle- 
men, let  me  have  the  pleasure  to  see  you  shake  hands." 

They  advanced  coldly,  and  with  measured  steps,  each  ap- 
parently reluctant  to  appear  most  forward  in  concession. 
They  did,  however,  shake  hands,  and  parted,  taking  a  respect- 
ful leave  of  the  Chevalier.  ' 

Charles  Edward '  then  rode  to  the  head  of  the  Mac-Ivors, 
thi-ew  himself  from  his  horse,  begged  a  diink  out  of  old  Bal- 
lenkeiroch's  cantine,  and  marched  about  half  a  mile  along  with 
them,  inquii'ing  into  the  history  and  connexions  of  Sliochd  nan 
Ivor,  adroitly  using  the  few  words  of  Gaelic  he  possessed,  and 
affecting  a  great  desire  to  learn  it  more  thoroughly.  He  then 
mounted  his  horse  once  more,  and  galloped  to  the  Baron's  cav- 
alry, which  was  in  front,  halted  them,  and  examined  their 
accoutrements  and  state  of  discipline ;  took  notice  of  the  prui- 
cipal  gentlemen,  and  even  of  the  cadets ;  inquired  after  their 
ladies,  and  commended  their  horses ;  rode  about  an  hour  with 
the  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  and  endured  three  long  stories 
about  Field-Marshal  the  Duke  of  lierwick. 

"Ah,  Beaujeu,  mon  cher  ami,"  said  he,  as  he  returned  to  his 
usual  place  in  the  line  of  march,  "  (pie  mon  metiei-  de  prince 
errant  est  ennuyant,  par  fois.  Mais,  courage!  c'est  le  grand 
jeu,  aprea  tout." 


CHAPTER  LTX. 

A    8KIKMISH. 


TiiK  rpador  neod  hardly  be  reminded  that,  after  a  council 
of  war  held  at  Derby  on  the  Hth  of  December,  the  Highlanders 
relinquished  their  desperate  attempt  to  penetrate  farther  into 
England,  and,  greatly  to  the  dissatisfaction  of  their  yoimg 
and  daring  leader,  positively  detonnined  t/)  return  northward. 
They  commenced  their  retreat  .accordingly,  and,  by  the  extreme 
celerity  of  their  movements,  outstripped  the  motions  of  the 
Duke  of  Cumberland,  who  now  pursued  thorn  with  a  very  large 
body  of  cavalry. 

:  See  Note  40. 


414  WAVERLET  NOVELS. 

This  retreat  was  a  virtual  resignation  of  their  towering 
hopes.  None  had  been  so  sanguine  as  Fergus  Mac-Ivor;  none, 
consequently,  was  so  cruelly  mortified  at  the  change  of  meas- 
ures. He  argued,  or  rather  remonstrated,  with  the  utmost 
vehemence  at  the  comicil  of  war ;  and,  when  his  opinion  was 
rejected,  shed  tears  of  grief  and  indignation.  From  that  mo- 
ment his  whole  manner  was  so  much  altered  that  he  could 
scarcely  have  been  recognised  for  the  same  soaring  and  ardent 
spirit,  for  whom  the  whole  earth  seemed  too  narrow  but  a 
week  before.  The  retreat  had  continued  for  several  days,  when 
Edward,  to  his  surprise,  early  on  the  12th  of  December,  re- 
ceived a  visit  from  the  Chieftain  in  his  quarters,  in  a  hamlet 
about  half-way  between  Shap  and  Penrith. 

Having  had  no  intercourse  with  the  Chieftain  since  their 
rupture,  Edward  waited  with  some  anxiety  and  explanation 
of  this  imexpected  visit ;  nor  could  he  help  being  surprised, 
and  somewhat  shocked,  with  the  change  in  his  appearance. 
His  eye  had  lost  much  of  its  fire;  his  cheek  was  hollow,  his 
voice  was  languid,  even  his  gait  seemed  less  firm  and  elastic 
than  it  was  wont;  and  his  dress,  to  which  he  used  to  be  par- 
ticularly attentive,  was  now  carelessly  flimg  about  him.  He 
invited  Edward  to  walk  out  with  him  by  the  little  river  in 
the  vicinity;  and  smiled  in  a  melancholy  manner  when  he  ob- 
served him  take  down  and  buckle  on  his  sword. 

As  soon  as  they  were  in  a  wild  sequestered  path  by  the  side 
of  the  stream,  the  Chief  broke  out :  "  Our  fine  adventure  is 
now  totally  ruined,  Waverley,  and  I  wish  to  know  what  you 
intend  to  do; — nay,  never  stare  at  me,  man,  I  tell  you  I  re- 
ceived a  packet  from  my  sister  yesterday,  and,  had  I  got  the 
information  it  contains  sooner,  it  would  have  prevented  a  quar- 
rel which  I  am  always  vexed  when  I  think  of.  In  a  letter 
written  after  our  dispute,  I  acquainted  her  with  the  cause  of 
it;  and  she  now  replies  to  me  that  she  never  had,  nor  could 
have,  any  purpose  of  giving  you  encouragement;  so  that  it 
seems  I  have  acted  like  a  madman.  Poor  Flora!  she  writes 
in  high  spirits ;  what  a  change  will  the  news  of  this  imhappy 
retreat  make  in  her  state  of  mind!" 

Waverley,  who  was  really  much  affected  by  the  deep  tone  of 


WAVERLEY.  415 

melancholy  with  which  Fergus  spoke,  affectionately  entreated 
hiiii  to  banish  from  his  remembrance  any  unkindness  which 
had  arisen  between  them,  and  they  once  more  shook  hands, 
but  now  with  sincere  cordiality.  Fergus  again  inquired  of 
Waverley  what  he  intended  to  do.  "  Had  you  not  better 
leave  this  luckless  army,  and  get  down  before  us  into  Scot- 
land, and  embark  for  the  Continent  from  some  of  the  eastern 
ports  that  are  still  in  our  possession?  When  you  are  out  of 
the  kingdom,  your  friends  will  easily  negotiate  your  pardon ; 
and,  to  teU  you  the  truth,  I  wish  you  would  carry  Rose  Brad- 
wardiue  with  you  as  your  wife,  and  take  Flora  also  under  your 
joint  protection." — Edward  looked  surprised. — "She  loves 
you,  and  I  believe  you  love  her,  though,  perhaps,  you  have 
not  found  it  out,  for  you  are  not  celebrated  for  knowing  your 
own  mind  very  pointedly."  He  said  this  with  a  sort  of 
smile. 

"  How, "  answered  Edward,  "  can  you  advise  me  to  desert 
the  expedition  in  which  we  are  all  embarked?" 

"Embarked?"  said  Fergus;  "the  vessel  is  going  to  pieces, 
and  it  is  full  time  for  all  who  can  to  get  into  the  long-boat 
and  leave  her." 

"  Wliy,  what  will  other  gentlemen  do?"  answered  Waver- 
ley, "  and  why  did  the  Highland  Chiefs  consent  to  this  retreat 
if  it  is  so  ruinous?" 

"C)h,"  replied  Mac-Ivor,  "they  think  that,  as  on  former  oc- 
casions, the  hejuling,  hungiiig,  and  forfeiting  will  chiefly  fall 
to  the  lot  of  the  liowlaiid  gentry;  tliat  they  will  l)e  left  secure 
in  their  poverty  and  their  f;ustnesses,  theie,  acicording  to  their 
proverb,  *to  listen  to  the  wind  upon  the  hill  till  the  water.s 
abate.'  I'>ut  they  will  be  disapiMunted;  tliey  have  l)een  too 
often  troublf'Hoine  to  l)e  so  repeatedly  pa.ssed  over,  and  this 
time  .John  I'ull  hiw  been  t/x)  heartily  frig}iten(Hl  to  recover  his 
good-humo>ir  for  some  tinui.  Tlie  Hanoverian  ministers  al- 
ways deserved  to  be  lianged  for  rascals;  but  now,  if  they  get 
the  ])ower  in  fheir  hands,. — as,  sooner  or  later,  they  must, 
smce  there  is  neither  rising  in  England  nor  assistance  from 
France. — they  will  deserve  t.lie  f^allows  as  fools  if  tliey  leave  a 
single  clan  in  the  iiighlauda  in  a  situation  to  bo  again  trouble- 


416  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

some  to  government.     Ay,  they  will  make   root-and-branch 
work,  I  warrant  them." 

"And  while  you  recommend  flight  to  me,"  said  Edward, — 
"  a  counsel  which  I  would  rather  die  than  embrace, — what  axe 
your  o-svn  views?" 

"  Oh,"  answered  Fergus,  with  a  melancholy  air,  "  my  fate  ia 
settled.     Dead  or  captive  I  must  be  before  to-morrow." 

"  What  do  you  mean  by  that,  my  friend?"  said  Edward. 
"The  enemy  is  still  a  day's  march  in  our  rear,  and  if  he  cornea 
up,  we  are  still  strong  enough  to  keep  him  in  check.  Kemem- 
ber  Gladsmuir." 

"  What  I  tell  you  is  true  notwithstanding,  so  far  as  I  am 
individually  concerned. " 

"  Upon  what  authority  can  you  found  so  melancholy  a  pre- 
diction?" asked  Waverley, 

"  On  one  which  never  failed  a  person  of  my  house.  I  have 
»een, "  he  said,  lowering  his  voice,  "  I  have  seen  the  Bodach 
Olas." 

^'Bodach  Glas?" 

"  Yes ;  have  you  been  so  long  at  Glennaquoich,  and  never 
heard  of  the  Grey  Spectre?  though  indeed  there  is  a  certain 
reluctance  among  us  to  mention  him." 

"No,  never." 

"  Ah !  it  would  have  been  a  tale  for  poor  Flora  to  have  told 
you.  Or,  if  that  hill  were  Benmore,  and  that  long  blue  lake, 
which  you  see  just  winding  towards  yon  mountainous  country, 
were  Loch  Tay,  or  my  own  Loch  an  Bi,  the  tale  would  be  bet- 
ter suited  with  scenery.  However,  let  us  sit  down  on  this 
knoll ;  even  Saddleback  and  Ulswater  will  suit  what  I  have 
to  say  better  than  the  English  hedgerows,  inclosures,  and 
farmhouses.  You  must  know,  then,  that  when  my  ancestor, 
Ian  nan  Chaistel,  wasted  Northumberland,  there  was  associ- 
ated with  him  in  the  expedition  a  sort  of  Southland  Chief,  or 
captain  of  a  band  of  Lowlanders,  called  Halbert  Hall.  In 
their  return  through  the  Cheviots  they  quarrelled  about  the 
division  of  the  great  booty  they  had  acquired,  and  came  from 
words  to  blows.  The  Lowlanders  were  cut  off  to  a  man,  and 
their  chief  fell  the  last,  covered  with  wounds  by  the  sword  of 


WAVERLEY.  417 

my  ancestor.  Since  that  time  his  spirit  has  crossed  the  Vich 
lau  Vohr  of  the  day  when  any  great  disaster  was  Impending, 
but  especially  before  approaching  death.  My  father  saw  him 
twice,  once  before  he  was  made  prisoner  at  Sheriff-Muir,  an- 
other time  on  the  morning  of  the  day  on  which  he  died." 

*'  How  can  you,  my  dear  Fergus,  tell  such  nonsense  with  a 
grave  face?" 

"  I  do  not  ask  you  to  believe  it ;  but  I  tell  you  the  truth, 
ascertained  by  three  hundred  years'  experience  at  least,  and 
last  night  by  my  own  eyes." 

"The  particulars,  for  heaven's  sake!"  said  Waverley,  with 
eagerness. 

"  I  will,  on  condition  you  will  not  attempt  a  jest  on  the  sub- 
ject. Since  this  unhapi)y  retreat  commenced  I  have  scarce 
ever  been  able  to  sleep  for  thinking  of  my  clan,  and  of  this 
poor  Prince,  whom  they  are  leading  back  like  a  dog  in  a  string, 
whether  he  will  or  no,  and  of  the  downfall  of  my  family. 
La^t  night  I  felt  so  feverish  that  I  left  my  quarters  and  walked 
out,  in  hopes  the  keen  frosty  air  would  brace  my  nerves — I 
cannot  tell  how  much  I  dislike  going  on,  for  I  know  you  will 
hardly  Ijelieve  me.  However — I  crossed  a  small  footbridge, 
and  kejjt  walkmg  backward.s  and  forwards,  when  I  observed 
with  surprise  by  the  clear  moonlight  a  tall  figure  in  a  grey 
plaid,  such  a.s  shepherds  wear  in  the  south  of  Scotland,  which, 
move  at  what  pace  I  would,  kej)t  regularly  about  four  yards 
before  me." 

*'  Vou  saw  a  Cumberland  peasant  in  his  ordinary  dress,  prob- 
ably." 

*'  No ;  I  thought  so  at  first,  anu  was  astonished  at  the  man  s 
audaf;ity  in  daring  to  dog  me.  1  called  to  him,  but  received 
no  aii.swer.  I  felt  an  anxious  tluohhing  at  my  heart,  and  to 
a8C(;i-tain  what  1  dreaded,  1  stood  still  and  turned  myself  on 
the  same  sjxjt  successively  U)  the  four  i)oints  of  the  compass. 
By  Heaven,  P>Jward,  turn  where  1  would,  the  figure  was  in- 
stantly before  my  eyes,  at  precisely  the  same  distance !  1  wa.s 
then  convinced  it  wa.s  the  liodacli  dhui.  My  hair  bristled  and 
my  knees  sho(*k.  f  manned  myself,  however,  and  (Ictcrmined 
to  retujn  to  my  quarters.  My  ghastly  visitant  glided  before 
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418  WAVERLET  NOVELS. 

me  (for  I  cannot  say  he  walked)  until  lie  reached  the  footbridge; 
there  he  stopped  and  tnrned  full  romid.  I  must  either  wade 
the  river  or  pass  him  as  close  as  I  am  to  you.  A  desperate 
courage,  founded  on  the  belief  that  my  death  was  near,  made 
me  resolve  to  make  my  way  in  despite  of  him.  I  made  the 
sign  of  the  cross,  drew  my  sword,  and  uttered,  'In  the  name 
of  God,  Evil  Spirit,  give  place!'  'Vich  Ian  Vohr,'  it  said, 
in  a  voice  that  made  my  very  blood  curdle,  'beware  of  to-mor- 
row ! '  It  seemed  at  that  moment  not  half  a  yard  from  my 
sword's  point;  but  the  words  were  no  sooner  spoken  than  it 
was  gone,  and  nothing  appeared  further  to  obstruct  my  pas- 
sage. I  got  home  and  threw  myself  on  Iny  bed,  where  I 
spent  a  few  hours  heavily  enough ;  and  this  morning,  as  no 
enemy  was  reported  to  be  near  us,  I  took  my  horse  and  rode 
forward  to  make  up  matters  with  you.  I  would  not  willingly 
fall  until  I  am  in  charity  with  a  wronged  friend." 

Edward  had  little  doubt  that  this  phantom  was  the  opera- 
tion of  an  exhausted  frame  and  depressed  s])irits,  working  on 
the  l)elief  common  to  all  Highlanders  in  such  superstitions. 
He  did  not  the  less  pity  Fergus,  for  whom,  in  his  present 
distress,  he  felt  all  his  fonner  regard  revive.  With  the  view 
of  diverting  his  mind  from  these  gloomy  images,  he  offered, 
with  the  Baron's  permission,  which  he  knew  he  could  readily 
obtain,  to  remain  in  his  quarters  till  Fergus's  corps  should 
come  up,  and  then  to  march  with  them  as  usual.  The  Chief 
seemed  much  pleased,  yet  hesitated  to  accept  the  offer. 

"  We  are,  you  know,  in  the  rear,  the  post  of  danger  in  a 
retreat. " 

"And  therefore  the  post  of  honour." 

"  Well, "  replied  the  Chieftain,  "  let  Alick  have  your  horse 
in  readiness,  in  case  we  should  be  overmatched,  and  I  should 
be  deliglited  to  have  your  company  once  more." 

The  rear-giiard  were  late  in  making  their  appearance,  hav- 
ing been  delayed  by  various  accidents  and  by  the  badness  of 
the  roads.  At  length  they  entered  the  hamlet.  When  Wav- 
erley  joined  the  clan  Mac-Ivor,  arm-in-arm  with  their  Chief- 
tain, all  the  resentment  they  had  entertained  against  him 
seemed  blown  off  at  once.     Evan  Dhu  received  him  with  a  grin 


WAVERLEY.  419 

of  congratulation ;  and  even  Galium,  who  was  running  about 
as  active  as  ever,  pale  indeed,  and  with  a  great  patch  on 
his  head,  appeared  delighted  to  see  him. 

"■  That  gallows-bird's  skull, "  said  Fergus,  "  must  be  harder 
than  marble;  the  lock  of  the  pistol  was  actually  broken." 

"  How  could  you  strike  so  young  a  lad  so  hard?"  said  Wav- 
erley,  with  some  interest. 

"  Why,  if  I  did  not  strike  hard  sometimes,  the  rascals  would 
forget  themselves." 

They  were  now  in  full  march,  every  caution  being  taken  to 
prevent  surprise.  Fergus's  people,  and  a  tine  clan  regiment 
from  Badenoch,  commanded  by  Cluny  Mac-Pherson,  had  the 
rear.  They  had  passed  a  large  open  moor,  and  were  entering 
into  the  inclosures  which  surround  a  small  village  called  Clif- 
ton. The  winter  sun  had  set,  and  Edward  began  to  rally  Fer- 
gus upon  the  false  predictions  of  the  Grey  Spirit.  "  The  ides 
of  March  are  not  past,"  said  Mac-Ivor,  with  a  smile;  when, 
suddenly  casting  his  eyes  back  on  the  moor,  a  large  body  of 
cavalry  was  indistinctly  seen  to  hover  upon  its  brown  and  dark 
surface.  To  line  the  inclosures  facing  the  open  ground  and 
the  road  l)y  which  the  enemy  must  move  from  it  upon  the  vil- 
lage wa.s  tlie  work  of  a  short  time.  While  those  manoeuvres 
were  a^'complisliing,  night  sunk  down,  dark  and  gloomy,  though 
the  moon  was  at  full.  Sometimes,  however,  she  gleamed  forth 
a  dubious  light  upon  the  scene  of  action. 

The  Iliglilanders  did  not  long  remain  undisturbed  in  the  de- 
fensive position  tlicy  liad  adopted.  Favoured  by  the  niglit, 
one  large;  body  of  dismounted  dragoons  attempted  to  force  tho 
inclosures,  while  another,  equally  strong,  sti-ove  to  ])enetrate 
by  the  highroad.  r>oth  were  received  by  8U(;h  a  heavy  fire  as 
di.sconcerted  their  ranks  and  effectually  checiked  their  ]n-ogress. 
Unsatisfied  with  tlm  a<lvantage  thus  gained,  Fergus,  to  whoso 
ardent  spirit  the  a]»proa<'h  of  dangc^r  seemed  to  restore  all  its 
elasticity,  drawing  his  sword  and  calling  out '*  Claymore!"  en- 
couraged his  men,  by  voice  and  example,  to  break  through  the 
hedge  which  divided  them  and  rush  down  iijion  the  enemy. 
Mint^linf^  with  the  dismouiilfd  dragoons,  they  forced  them,  at 
the  sword-point,  to  fly  to  the  open  nuwr,  where  a  considerable 


420  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

number  were  cut  to  pieces.  But  the  moon,  whicli  suddenly 
shoue  out,  showed  to  the  English  the  small  number  of  assail- 
ants, disordered  by  their  own  success.  Two  squadrons  of  horse 
moving  to  the  support  of  their  companions,  the  Highlanders 
endeavoured  to  recover  the  inclosures.  But  several  of  them, 
amongst  others  their  brave  Chieftain,  were  cut  off  and  sur- 
rounded before  they  could  effect  their  purpose.  Waverley, 
looking  eagerly  for  Fergus,  from  whom,  as  well  as  from  the 
retreating  body  of  his  followers,  he  had  been  separated  in  the 
darkness  and  tumult,  saw  him,  with  Evan  Dhu  and  Galium, 
defending  themselves  desperately  agamst  a  dozen  of  horsemen, 
who  were  hewing  at  them  with  their  long  broadswords.  The 
moon  was  again  at  that  moment  totally  overclouded  and  Ed- 
ward, in  the  obscurity,  could  neither  bring  aid  to  his  friends 
nor  discover  which  way  lay  his  own  road  to  rejom  the  rear- 
guard. After  once  or  twice  narrowly  escapmg  being  slain  or 
made  prisoner  by  parties  of  the  cavalry  whom  he  encountered 
in  the  darkness,  he  at  length  reached  an  inclosure,  and,  clam- 
bering over  it,  concluded  himself  in  safety  and  on  the  way  to 
the  Highland  forces,  whose  pipes  he  heard  at  some  distance. 
For  Fergus  hardly  a  hope  remained,  unless  that  he  might  be 
made  prisoner.  Revolving  his  fate  with  sorrow  and  anxiety, 
the  superstition  of  the  Bodach  Glas  recurred  to  Edward's  recol- 
lection, and  he  said  to  himself  with  internal  surprise :  "  What, 
can  the  devil  speak  truth?"  ' 


CHAPTER  LX. 

CHAPTER    OF    ACCIDENTS. 

Edward  was  in  a  most  unpleasant  and  dangerous  situation. 
He  soon  lost  the  sound  of  the  bagpipes ;  and,  what  was  yet 
more  unpleasant,  when,  after  searching  long  in  vaui  and 
scrambling  through  many  inclosures,  he  at  length  approached 
the  highroad,  he  learned,  from  the  unwelcome  noise  of  ket- 
tledrums and  trumpets,  that  the  English  cavalry  now  occupied 
*  See  Skirmish  at  Clifton.    Note  41. 


WAVERLEY.  421 

it,  and  consequently  were  between  him  and  the  Highlanders. 
Precluded,  therefore,  from  advancing  in  a  straight  direction, 
he  resolved  to  avoid  the  English  military  and  endeavour  to 
join  his  friends  by  making  a  circuit  to  the  left,  for  which  a 
beaten  path,  deviating  from  the  main  road  in  that  direction, 
seemed  to  afford  facilities.  The  path  was  muddy  and  the 
night  dark  and  cold ;  but  even  these  inconveniences  were  hard- 
ly felt  amidst  the  apprehensions  which  falling  into  the  hands 
of  the  King's  forces  reasonably  excited  in  his  bosom. 

After  walking  about  three  miles,  he  at  length  reached  a  ham- 
let. Conscious  that  the  common  people  were  in  general  unfa- 
vourable to  the  cause  he  had  espoused,  yet  desirous,  if  possible, 
to  jn-ocure  a  horse  and  guide  to  Penrith,  where  he  hoped  to 
find  the  rear,  if  not  the  main  body,  of  the  Chevalier's  army, 
he  approached  the  alehouse  of  the  place.  There  was  a  great 
noise  within ;  he  paused  to  listen.  A  round  English  oath  or 
twf»,  and  the  burden  of  a  cam})aign  song,  convinced  him  the 
haiulet  also  was  oceu[)ied  by  the  Duke  of  Cumberland's 
soldiers.  Endeavouring  to  retire  from  it  as  softly  as  possi- 
ble, and  blessing  the  obscurity  which  hitherto  lie  had  mur- 
mured against,  Waverley  groped  his  way  the  best  he  could 
along  a  small  paling,  which  seemed  the  1)0undary  of  some  cot- 
tage gard(!n.  As  he  reacOied  the  gate  of  this  little  inclosure, 
his  ^nitstretxihed  hand  was  grasj)ed  by  that  of  a  female,  whose 
voice  at  the  same  time  uttered,  "Edward,  is't  thou,  man?" 

"  Here  is  some  unlucky  mistake,"  tliought  Edward,  strug- 
gling, but  gently,  to  disengage  himself. 

"  Naen  o'  thy  foun,  now,  man,  or  tlie  red  cwoats  will  hear 
thee;  they  hae  >)een  houlerying  and  pf)ulerying  every  ane 
that  past  alehouse  door  this  noight  to  make  them  drive  their 
waggons  and  sick  loike.  Come  into  feyther's,  or  they'll  do 
ho  a  Tnischief." 

"A  good  liinl, "  thfnight  Waverley,  following  the  girl 
through  th(j  little  gar<len  inU)  a  brick-paved  kitchen,  where 
she  set  herself  U)  kindle  a  match  at  an  expiring  fire,  and  with, 
the  match  U)  light  a  candle.  She  had  no  sooner  looked  on 
Edward  than  hIio  dropj>ed  the  light,  with  a  shrill  scream  of 
"Ofeyther,  feytherl" 


422  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

The  father,  thus  invoked,  speedily  appeared — a  sturdy  old 
farmer,  in  a  pair  of  leather  breeches,  and  boots  pulled  on 
without  stockings,  having  just  started  from  his  bed;  the  rest 
of  his  di-ess  was  only  a  Westmoreland  statesman's  rohe-de- 
chambre — that  is,  his  shirt.  His  figure  was  displayed  to  ad 
vantage  by  a  candle  which  he  bore  in  his  left  hand ;  in  hirs 
right  he  brandished  a  poker. 

"What  hast  ho  here,  wench?" 

•'Oh!"  cried  the  poor  girl,  almost  going  off  in  hysterics,  "I 
thought  it  was  Ned  Williams,  and  it  is  one  of  the  i)laid-meu." 

"  And  what  was  thee  ganging  to  do  wid'  Ned  Williams  at 
this  time  o'  noight?"  To  this,  which  was,  perhaps,  one  of 
the  numerous  class  of  questions  more  easily  asked  than  an- 
swered, the  rosy-cheeked  damsel  made  no  reply,  but  continued 
sobbing  and  wringing  her  hands. 

"  And  thee,  lad,  dost  ho  know  that  the  dragoons  be  a  town  ? 
dost  ho  know  that,  mon  ?  ad,  they'll  sliver  thee  loike  a 
turnip,  mon." 

"  I  know  my  life  is  in  great  danger, "  said  Waverley,  "  but 
if  you  can  assist  me,  I  will  reward  you  handsomely.  I  am  no 
Scotchman,  but  an  unfortunate  English  gentleman." 

"  Be  ho  Scot  or  no, "  said  the  honest  farmer,  "  I  wish  thou 
hadst  kept  the  other  side  of  the  hallan.  But  since  thou  art 
here,  Jacob  Jopson  will  betray  no  man's  bluid;  and  the  plaids 
were  gay  canny,  and  did  not  do  so  much  mischief  when  they 
were  here  yesterday."  Accordingly,  he  set  seriously  about 
sheltering  and  refreshing  our  hero  for  the  night.  The  fire 
was  speedily  rekindled,  but  with  precaution  against  its  light 
being  seen  from  without.  The  jolly  yeoman  cut  a  rasher  of 
bacon,  which  Cicely  soon  broiled,  and  her  father  added  a 
swingeing  tankard  of  his  best  ale.  It  was  settled  that  Edward 
should  remain  there  tiU  the  troops  marched  in  the  morning, 
then  hire  or  buy  a  horse  from  the  farmer,  and,  with  the  best 
directions  that  could  be  obtained,  endeavour  to  overtake  his 
friends.  A  clean,  though  coarse,  bed  received  him  after  the 
fatigues  of  this  unhappy  day. 

With  the  morning  arrived  the  news  that  the  Highlanders 
had  evacuated  Penrith,    and  marched  off  towards   Carlisle; 


WAVERLEY,  423 

that  the  Duke  of  Cumberland  was  in  possession  of  Penrith, 
and  that  detachments  of  his  army  covered  the  roads  in  every 
direction.  To  attempt  to  get  through  undiscovered  would  be 
an  act  of  the  most  frantic  temerity.  Ned  Williams  (the  right 
Edwai-d)  was  now  called  to  council  by  Cicely  and  her  father. 
2s^ed,  who  perhaps  did  not  care  that  his  handsome  namesake 
should  remain  too  long  in  the  same  house  with  his  sweet- 
heart, for  fear  of  fresh  mistakes,  proposed  that  Waverley, 
exchanging  his  uniform  and  plaid  for  the  dress  of  the  coun- 
try, should  go  with  him  to  his  father's  farm  near  Ulswater, 
and  remain  in  that  undisturbed  retirement  until  the  military 
movements  in  the  country  should  have  ceased  to  render  his 
departure  hazai'dous.  A  price  was  also  agreed  upon,  at  which 
the  stranger  might  lx)ard  with  Farmer  Williams,  if  he  thought 
proj>er,  till  he  could  depart  with  safety.  It  was  of  moderate 
amount;  the  distress  of  his  situation,  among  this  honest  and 
simple-hearted  race,  being  considered  as  no  reason  for  in- 
creasing their  demand. 

The  necessary  articles  of  dress  were  accordingly  procured, 
and,  by  following  by-paths  known  to  the  young  farmer,  they 
hoped  to  escape  any  luipleasant  rencontre.  A  recompense  lor 
their  hospitality  was  refused  peremptorily  by  old  Jo])sou  and 
his  cherry-cheeked  daughter  j  a  kiss  paid  the  one  and  a  hearty 
shake  of  the  hand  the  other.  Both  seemed  anxious  for  their 
guest's  safc^ty,  and  took  leave  of  him  with  kind  wishes. 

In  the  course  of  their  route  Edward,  with  liis  guide,  tra- 
versed tlnjso  iichLs  wliich  tlie  night  before  had  benu  tlie  scene 
of  action.  A  brief  gleaiu  of  December's  sim  slione  sadly  on 
the  broad  heatli,  wliich,  towai-ds  the  spot  whore  the  great 
north-west  road  entered  the  inclosuresof  Lord  Lonsdale's  jirop- 
erty,  exhiljited  dn:id  bodies  of  men  and  horses,  and  tlie  usual 
companions  of  war,  a  number  of  carrion-crows,  hawks,  and 
ravens. 

"And  this,  then,  was  thy  last  field,"  said  Waverley  to 
himself,  his  eye  filling  at  the  rocxjllectiou  of  the  many  splen- 
did points  of  Fergus's  cliarrurter,  and  of  their  former  inti- 
macy, all  his  y)a.ssions  and  iin])erfection8  forgotten — "here  fell 
the  last  Vich  Ian  Vohr,  on  a  nameless  heath  j  and  in  an  ob- 


424  WAVERLEY  N0VEL8. 

scare  night-skirmish  was  quenched  that  ardent  spirit,  who 
thought  it  little  to  cut  a  way  for  his  master  to  the  British 
throne!  Ambition,  policy,  bravery,  all  far  beyond  their 
sphere,  here  learned  the  fate  of  mortals.  The  sole  support, 
too,  of  a  sister  whose  spirit,  as  proud  and  unbending,  was 
even  more  exalted  than  thine  own ;  here  ended  all  thy  hopes 
for  Flora,  and  the  long  and  valued  line  which  it  was  thy  boast 
to  raise  yet  more  highly  by  thy  adventurous  valour!" 

As  these  ideas  pressed  on  Waverley's  mind,  he  resolved  to 
go  upon  the  open  heath  and  search  if,  among  the  slain,  he 
could  discover  the  body  of  his  friend,  with  the  pious  inten- 
tion of  procuring  for  him  the  last  rites  of  sepulture.  The 
timorous  young  man  who  accompained  him  remonstrated  upon 
the  danger  of  the  attempt,  but  Edward  was  determined.  The 
followers  of  the  camp  had  already  stripped  the  dead  of  all  they 
could  carry  away ;  but  the  country  people,  unused  to  scenes 
of  l^lood,  had  not  yet  approached  the  field  of  action,  though 
some  stood  fearfully  gazing  at  a  distance.  About  sixty  or 
seventy  dragoons  lay  slain  within  the  first  inclosure,  upon  the 
highroad,  and  on  the  open  moor.  Of  the  Highlanders,  not 
above  a  dozen  had  fallen,  chiefly  those  who,  venturing  too  far 
on  the  moor,  could  not  regain  the  strong  ground.  He  could 
not  find  the  body  of  Fergus  among  the  slain.  On  a  little 
knoll,  separated  from  the  others,  lay  the  carcasses  of  three 
English  dragoons,  two  horses,  and  the  page  Galium  Beg, 
whose  hard  skull  a  trooper's  broadsword  had,  at  length, 
effectually  cloven.  It  was  possible  his  clan  had  carried  off 
the  body  of  Fergus ;  but  it  was  also  possible  he  had  escaped, 
especially  as  Evan  Dhu,  who  would  never  leave  his  Chief,  was 
not  found  among  the  dead ;  or  he  might  be  prisoner,  and  the 
less  formidable  denunciation  inferred  from  the  appearance  of 
the  Bodach  Glas  might  have  proved  the  true  one.  The  ap- 
proach of  a  party  sent  for  the  purpose  of  compelling  the  coun- 
try people  to  bury  the  dead,  and  who  had  already  assembled 
several  peasants  for  that  purpose,  now  obliged  Edward  to 
rejoin  his  guide,  who  awaited  him  in  great  anxiety  and  fear 
under  shade  of  the  plantations. 

After  leaving  this  field  of  death,  the  rest  of  their  journey 


W'AVEKLEY.  425 

was  happily  accomplished.  At  the  house  of  Farmer  Wil- 
liams, Edward  passed  for  a  young  kinsman,  educated  for  the 
church,  who  was  come  to  reside  there  till  the  civil  tumults 
permitted  him  to  pass  through  the  country.  This  silenced 
suspicion  among  the  kind  and  simple  yeomanry  of  Cumber- 
laud,  and  accounted  sufficiently  for  the  grave  manners  and  re- 
tired habits  of  the  new  guest.  The  precaution  became  more 
necessary  than  Waverley  had  anticipated,  as  a  variety  of  in- 
cidents prolonged  his  stay  at  Fasthwaite,  as  the  farm  was 
called. 

A  tremendous  faU  of  snow  rendered  his  departure  impossi- 
ble for  more  than  ten  days.  When  the  roads  begau  to  become 
a  little  practicable,  they  successively  received  news  of  the  re- 
treat of  the  Chevalier  into  Scotland;  then,  that  he  had  aban- 
doned the  frontiers,  retiring  upon  Glasgow;  and  that  the 
Duke  of  Cumberland  had  formed  the  siege  of  Carlisle.  His 
army,  therefore,  cut  ofi  all  possibility  of  Waverley 's  escap- 
ing into  Scotland  in  that  direction.  On  the  eastern  border 
Marshal  Wade,  with  a  large  force,  was  advancing  upon  Edin- 
burgli ;  and  all  along  the  frontier,  parties  of  militia,  volun- 
teers, and  partizans  were  in  arms  to  su})press  insurrections, 
and  apprelieud  such  stragglers  from  the  Highland  army  as 
had  been  left  in  England.  The  surrender  of  Carlisle,  and  the 
severity  with  which  the  reliel  garrison  were  threatened,  soon 
formed  an  additional  reason  against  venturing  upon  a  solitary 
and  hoj)eless  journey  through  a  hostile  country  and  a  large 
anny,  to  cany  the  assistaiuie  of  a  single  sword  to  a  cause 
which  seeuicd  alUjgether  desperate. 

In  this  lonely  and  secbided  situation,  witliout  the  advantage 
of  company  or  conversation  with  men  of  cultivated  minds,  the 
arguments  of  Colonel  Tallxjt  often  recurred  to  the  mind  <>{  our 
hero.  A  still  more  anxious  recollection  haunted  his  slum- 
bers— it  was  the  dying  look  and  gesture  of  Colonel  Gardiner. 
Most  devoutly  did  he;  hope,  as  the  rarely  occurring  j)ost 
brought  news  of  Bkirmishes  with  various  success,  that  it 
might  never  again  be  his  lot  U)  draw  his  sword  in  civil  con- 
flict. Then  liis  mind  turned  to  the  su])posed  death  of  Fergus, 
to  the  desolate  situation  of  Flora,  and,  with  yet  more  tender 


426  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

recollection,  to  that  of  Rose  Bradwardine,  who  was  destitute 
of  the  devoted  enthusiasm  of  loyalty,  which  to  her  friend  hal- 
lowed and  exalted  misfortune.  These  reveries  he  was  per- 
mitted to  enjoy,  undisturbed  by  queries  or  interruption ;  and 
it  was  in  many  a  winter  walk  by  the  shores  of  Ulswater  that 
he  acquired  a  more  complete  mastery  of  a  spirit  tamed  by  ad- 
versity than  his  former  experience  had  given  him ;  and  that 
he  felt  himself  entitled  to  say  firmly,  though  perhaps  with  a 
sigh,  that  the  romance  of  his  life  was  ended,  and  that  its  real 
history  had  now  commenced.  He  was  soon  called  upon  to 
justify  his  pretensions  by  reason  and  philosophy. 


CHAPTER  LXI. 

A   JOURNEY    TO   LONDON. 

The  family  at  Fasthwaite  were  soon  attached  to  Edward. 
He  had,  indeed,  that  gentleness  and  urbanity  which  almost 
universally  attracts  corresponding  kindness;  and  to  their  sim- 
ple ideas  his  learning  gave  him  consequence,  and  his  sorrows 
interest.  The  last  he  ascribed,  evasively,  to  the  loss  of  a 
brother  in  the  skirmish  near  Clifton;  and  in  that  primitive 
state  of  society,  where  the  ties  of  affection  were  highly 
deemed  of,  his  continued  depression  excited  sympathy,  but 
not  surprise. 

In  the  end  of  January  his  more  lively  powers  were  called 
out  by  the  happy  union  of  Edward  Williams,  the  son  of  his 
host,  with  Cicely  Jopson.  Our  hero  would  not  cloud  with 
sorrow  the  festivity  attending  the  wedding  of  two  persons  to 
whom  he  was  so  highly  obliged.  He  therefore  exerted  him- 
self, danced,  sung,  j)layed  at  the  various  games  of  the  day, 
and  was  the  blithest  of  the  company.  The  next  morning, 
however,  he  had  more  serious  matters  to  think  of. 

The  clergyman  who  had  married  the  young  couple  was  so 
much  pleased  with  the  supposed  student  of  divinity,  that  he 
came  next  day  from  Teurith  on  purpose  to  pay  him  a  visit. 


WAVERLEY.  42T 

TMs  miglit  have  been  a  puzzling  chapter  had  he  entered  into 
any  examination  of  our  hero's  supposed  theological  studies; 
but  fortunately  he  loved  better  to  hear  and  communicate  the 
news  of  the  day.  He  brought  with  him  two  or  three  old 
newspapers,  in  one  of  which  Edward  foimd  a  piece  of  intel- 
ligence that  soon  rendered  hku  deaf  to  every  word  which  the 
Reverend  Mr.  Twigtj^he  was  saying  upon  the  news  from  the 
north,  and  the  prospect  of  the  Duke's  speedily  overtaking  and 
crushing  the  rebels.  This  was  an  article  in  these,  or  nearly 
these  words : 

"  Died  at  his  house,  in  Hill  Street,  Berkeley  Square,  upon 
the  10th  inst.,  Richard  Waverley,  Esq.,  second  sou  of  Sir 
Giles  Waverley  of  Waverley-Honour,  etc.  etc.  He  died  of  a 
lingering  disorder,  augmented  by  the  unpleasant  predicament 
of  suspicion  in  which  lie  stood,  having  been  obliged  to  find 
bail  to  a  high  amount  to  meet  an  impending  accusation  of 
high-treason.  An  accusation  of  the  same  grave  crime  hangs 
over  his  elder  brother.  Sir  Everard  Waverley,  tlie  representa- 
tive of  that  ancient  family ;  and  we  understand  the  day  of  his 
trial  will  be  fixed  early  in '  the  next  month,  unless  Edward 
Waverley,  son  of  the  deceased  Richard,  and  heir  to  the  Bar- 
onet, shall  surrender  himself  to  justice.  In  tluit  case  we  are 
assured  it  is  liis  Majesty's  gracious  purpose  to  drop  further 
proceedings  ujkju  the  charge  against  Sir  Everard.  This  un- 
fortunate young  gentleman  is  ascertained  to  have  been  in  arms 
in  tlie  Pretender's  service,  and  to  have  marched  along  with  the 
Hi^ldand  troo])s  intf)  P^ngland.  Hut  lie  has  not  l)een  heard  of 
BiiKU".  the  skirniisli  at  Clifton,  on  tins  JStli  December  last." 

Such  was  this  distracting  paragraph.  "Good  God!"  ex- 
claimed Waverley,  "am  1  then  a  parricid(??  Im})Ossible! 
My  father,  who  never  showed  the  aifeetion  of  a  father  while  ho 
ived,  cannot  have  1)een  soniueh  afTe.etcd  l)y  my  su])]>osed  death 
as  to  hasten  tun  own;  no,  I  will  not  believe  if,  it  wen'  distrac- 
tion to  entertain  for  a  moment  such  a  horrible  idea.  Hut  it 
were,  if  j)ossible,  worse  than  parricide  to  suffer  any  danger  to 
hang  over  my  noble  and  generous  uncle,  who  has  ever  been 
more  to  me  tlian  a  father,  if  such  evil  can  be  averted  by  any 
sacrifice  on  my  part!" 


428  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"While  these  reflections  passed  like  the  stings  of  scorpions 
through  Waverley's  seusoriiun,  the  worthy  divine  was  startled 
in  a  long  disquisition  on  the  battle  of  Falkirk  by  the  ghastli- 
uess  which  they  communicated  to  his  looks,  and  asked  him  if 
he  was  ill?  Fortunately  the  bride,  all  smiik  and  blush,  had 
just  entered  the  room.  JVIi-s.  Williams  was  none  of  the 
brightest  of  women,  but  she  was  good-natiu-ed,  and  readily 
concluding  that  Edwaid  had  been  shocked  by  disagreeable 
news  in  the  papers,  interfered  so  judiciously,  that,  without 
exciting  suspicion,  she  drew  off  Mr.  Twigtythe's  attention,  and 
engaged  it  until  he  soon  after  took  his  leave.  Waverley  then 
explained  to  his  friends  that  he  was  under  the  necessity  of 
going  to  London  with  as  little  delay  as  possiV)le. 

One  cause  of  delay,  however,  did  occur,  to  which  Waverley 
had  been  very  little  accustomed.  His  purse,  though  well 
stocked  when  he  first  went  to  Tully-Veolan,  had  not  been  re- 
inforced since  that  period;  and  although  his  life  since  had  not 
been  of  a  nature  to  exhaust  it  hastily,  for  he  had  lived  chiefly 
with  his  friends  or  with  the  army,  yet  he  found  that,  after 
settling  with  his  kind  landlord,  he  should  be  too  poor  to  en- 
counter the  expense  of  travelling  post.  The  best  course, 
therefore,  seemed  to  be  to  get  into  the  great  north  road  about 
Borough-bridge,  and  there  take  a  place  in  the  northern  dili- 
gence, a  Imge  old-fashioned  tub,  drawn  by  three  horses,  which 
completed  the  journey  from  Edinburgh  to  London  (God  will- 
ing, as  the  advertisement  expressed  it)  in  three  weeks.  Our 
hero,  therefore,  took  an  affectionate  farewell  of  his  Cumber- 
land friends,  whose  kindness  he  promised  never  to  forget,  and 
tacitily  hoped  one  day  to  acknowledge  by  substantial  proofs  of 
gi-atitude.  After  some  petty  difficulties  and  vexatious  delays, 
and  after  putting  Ids  dress  into  a  shape  better  befitting  his 
rank,  though  perfectly  plain  and  simple,  he  accomplished 
crossing  the  country,  and  found  himself  in  the  desired  vehicle 
vis-a-vis  to  Jlrs.  Nosebag,  the  lady  of  Lieutenant  Nosebag, 

adjutant   and  riding-master   of   the dragoons,    a  joRy 

woman  of  about  fifty,  wearing  a  blue  habit,  faced  with  scarlet^ 
and  grasping  a  silver-mounted  horse-whip. 

This  lady  was  one  of  those  active  members  of  society  who 


WAVERLEY.  429 

take  upon  them,  faire  le  fro  is  de  conversation.  She  had  just 
returned  from  the  north,  and  informed  Edward  how  nearly 
her  regiment  had  cut  the  petticoat  people  into  ribands  at  Fal- 
kirk, "  only  somehow  there  was  one  of  those  nasty,  awkward 
marshes,  that  they  are  never  without  in  Scotland,  I  think,  and 
so  our  poor  dear  little  regiment  suifered  something,  as  my 
Nosebag  says,  in  that  unsatisfactory  aifair.  You,  sir,  have 
served  in  the  dragoons?"  Waverley  was  taken  so  much  at 
unawares  that  he  acquiesced. 

"Oh,  I  knew  it  at  once;  1  saw  you  were  military  from  your 
air,  and  I  was  sure  you  could  be  none  of  the  foot-wobblers,  as 
my  Nosebag  calls  them.  What  regiment,  pray?"  Here  was 
a  delightful  question.  Waverley,  however,  justly  concluded 
that  this  good  lady  had  the  whole  army-list  by  heart ;  and,  to 
avoid  detection  by  adhering  to  truth,  answered,  "  Gardiner's 
dragoons,  ma'am;  but  I  have  retired  some  time." 

"  Oh  aye,  those  as  won  the  race  at  the  battle  of  Preston,  as 
my  Nosebag  says.     Pray,  sir,  were  you  there?" 

"I  was  so  unfortunate,  ma'am,"  he  replied,  "as  to  witness 
that  engagement." 

"  And  tliat  was  a  misfortune  that  few  of  Gardiner's  stood  to 
witness,  1  Iwlieve,  sir — ha!  ha!  ha!  1  beg  your  pardon;  ])ut 
a  soldier's  wife  loves  a  joke." 

" Devil  confound  you,"  thought  Waverley ;  "what  infernal 
luck  ha.s  penned  me  up  with  this  inquisitive  hag!" 

Fortunately  tlie  good  lady  did  not  stick  long  to  one  subject. 
"We  are  coming  to  Ferrybridge  now,"  she  said,  "where  there 
wa.s  a  i)arty  of  ours  left  to  sup])ort  tlie  beadles,  and  con- 
stables, and  justices,  and  these  sort  of  creatures  that  are  ex- 
amining papers  and  stopping  rebels,  and  all  tliat. "  They 
were  liardly  in  the  inn  before  slie  dragged  Waverley  to  the 
window,  exclaiming:  "  V'onder  comes  Corporal  liridoon,  of  our 
poor  dear  troop;  lie's  coming  with  the  constabh^  man.  I?ri- 
doon's  one  of  my  lambs,  as  Nosebag  calls  'em.  Come, 
Mr. a — a — pray,  what's  your  name,  sir?" 

"Butler,  ma'am,"  said  Waverley,  resolved  rather  to  make 
free  with  the  name  of  a  former  fellow-offieor  than  run  the  lisk 
of  detection  by  inventing  one  not  to  be  found  in  the  regiment. 


430  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"  O,  you  got  a  troop  lately,  when  that  shabby  fellow,  Wa- 
verley,  went  over  to  the  rebels?  Lord,  I  wish  our  old  cross 
Captain  Cnunp  would  go  over  to  the  rebels,  that  Nosebcig 
might  get  the  troop  !  Lord,  what  can  Bridoon  be  standing 
swinging  on  the  bridge  for?  I'll  be  hanged  if  he  a'nt  hazy, 
as  Nosebag  says.  Come,  sir,  as  you  and  I  belong  to  the  ser- 
vice, we'll  go  put  the  rascal  in  mind  of  his  duty." 

Waverley,  with  feelings  more  easily  conceived  than  de- 
scribed, saw  himself  obliged  to  follow  this  doughty  female 
commander.  The  gallant  trooper  was  as  like  a  lamb  as  a 
di-unk  corporal  of  dragoons,  about  six  feet  high,  with  very 
broad  shoulders  and  very  thin  legs,  not  to  mention  a  great 
scar  across  his  nose,  could  well  be.  Mrs.  Nosebag  addressed 
him  with  something  which,  if  not  an  oath,  soiinded  very  like 
one,  and  commanded  him  to  attend  to  liis  duty.  "  You  be 
d — d  for  a , "  commenced  the  gallant  cavalier ;  but,  look- 
ing up  in  order  to  suit  the  action  to  the  words,  and  also  to 
enforce  the  epithet  which  he  meditated  with  an  adjective  ap- 
plicable to  the  party,  he  recognised  the  speaker,  made  his 
military  salam,  and  altered  his  tone.  '"  Lord  love  your  hand- 
some face.  Madam  Nosebag,  is  it  you  ?  "Why,  if  a  poor  fel- 
low does  happen  to  fire  a  slug  of  a  morning,  I  am  sure  you 
were  never  the  lady  to  bring  him  to  harm. " 

"Well,  you  rascallion,  go,  mind  your  duty;  this  gentleman 
and  I  belong  to  the  service;  but  be  sure  you  look  after  that 
shy  cock  in  the  slouched  hat  that  sits  in  the  corner  of  the 
coach.     I  believe  he's  one  of  the  rebels  in  disguise." 

"D — n  her  gooseberry  wig,"  said  the  corporal,  when  she 
was  out  of  hearing,  "  that  gimlet-eyed  jade — mother  adjutant, 
as  we  call  her — is  a  greater  plague  to  the  regiment  than  pre- 
vot-marshal,  sergeant-major,  and  old  Hubble-de-Shuff,  the 
colonel,  into  the  bargain.  Come,  Master  Constable,  let's  see 
if  this  shy  cock,  as  she  calls  him  (who,  by  the  way,  was  a 
Quaker  from  Leeds,  with  whom  Mrs.  Nosebag  had  had  some 
tart  argument  on  the  legality  of  bearing  arms),  will  stand 
godfather  to  a  sup  of  brandy,  for  your  Yorkshire  ale  is  cold 
on  my  stomach." 

The  vivacity  of  this  good  lady,  as  it  helped  Edward  out  of 


WAVERLEY.  431 

this  scrape,  was  like  to  have  drawn  him  into  one  or  two 
others.  In  every  town  where  they  stopped  she  wished  to  ex- 
amine the  cm^ps  de  garde  if  there  was  one,  and  once  very  nar- 
rowly missed  introducing  Waverley  to  a  recruiting-sergeant 
of  his  own  regiment.  Then  she  Captain'd  and  Butler'd  him 
till  he  was  almost  mad  with  vexation  and  anxiety ;  and  never 
was  he  more  rejoiced  in  his  life  at  the  termination  of  a  journey 
than  when  the  arrival  of  the  coach  in  London  freed  him  from 
the  attentions  of  Madam  Nosebag. 


CHAPTER  LXII. 

what's  to  be  done  next? 

It  was  twilight  when  they  arrived  in  town ;  and  having 
shaken  off  his  companions,  and  walked  through  a  good  many 
streets  to  avoid  the  possibility  of  being  traced  by  them,  Ed- 
ward t<jok  a  hackney-coach  and  drove  to  Colonel  Talbot's 
house,  in  one  of  the  principal  squares  at  the  west  end  of  the 
town.  That  gentleman,  by  the  death  of  relations,  had  sue 
ceeded  since  his  marriage  to  a  large  fortune,  possessed  con- 
siderable political  interest,  and  lived  in  what  is  called  great 
style. 

When  Waverley  knocked  at  his  door  he  found  it  at  first 
diflicult  U)  procure  admittance,  but  at  length  was  shown  into 
an  apartment  where  the  Colonel  was  at  taljle.  Lady  Emily, 
whose  veiy  Ix-autiful  features  were  still  ])allid  froiri  indispo- 
sition, sate  opposite  to  him.  The  instant  ho  heard  Wavcrley's 
voice,  he  startt-d  up  and  embni/!od  him.  "  Frank  Stanley, 
tny  dear  boy,  how  d'ye  do  ?  Emily,  my  love,  this  is  young 
Stanley." 

The  blood  started  to  the  lady's  cheek  as  she  gave  Waverley 
a  reeeption  in  which  coi:,-tesy  was  mingled  with  kimbiess, 
while  her  trembling  hand  ami  faltering  voice  showed  how 
much  she  was  startled  and  discomposed.  Dinner  was  ha^itily 
replaced,  and  while  Waverley  was  engaged  in  refi-eshing  him- 
19  Vol.  1 


432  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

self,  the  Colonel  proceeded :  "  I  wonder  you  have  come  here, 
Frank;  the  Doctors  tell  me  the  air  of  London  is  very  bad  for 
your  complaints.  You  should  not  have  risked  it.  But  I  am 
delighted  to  see  you,  and  so  is  Emily,  though  I  fear  we  must 
not  reckon  upon  your  staying  long." 

"  Some  particular  business  brought  me  up, "  muttered  Wa- 
verley 

"  I  supposed  so,  but  I  sha'n't  allow  you  to  stay  long.  Spon- 
toon"  (to  an  elderly  military-looking  servant  out  of  livery), 
*'  take  away  these  things,  and  answer  the  bell  yourself,  if  I 
ring.  Don't  let  any  of  the  other  fellows  disturb  us.  My 
nephew  and  I  have  business  to  talk  of." 

When  the  servants  had  retired,  "  In  the  name  of  God, 
Waverley,  what  has  brought  you  here  ?  It  may  be  as  much 
as  your  life  is  worth." 

"  Dear  Mr.  Waverley, "  said  Lady  Emily,  "  to  whom  I  owe 
80  much  more  than  acknowledgments  can  ever  pay,  how  could 
you  be  so  rash?" 

"  My  father — my  imcle — this  paragraph, " — he  handed  the 
paper  to  Colonel  Talbot. 

"  I  wish  to  Heaven  these  scoundrels  were  condemned  to  be 
squeezed  to  death  in  their  own  presses, "  said  Talbot.  "  I  am 
told  there  are  not  less  than  a  dozen  of  their  papers  now  pub- 
lished in  town,  and  no  wonder  that  they  are  obliged  to  invent 
lies  to  find  sale  for  their  journals.  It  is  true,  however,  my 
dear  Edward,  that  you  have  lost  your  father ;  but  as  to  this 
flourish  of  his  unpleasant  situation  having  grated  upon  his 
spirit  and  hurt  his  health — the  truth  is — for  though  Yt  is 
harsh  to  say  so  now,  yet  it  will  relieve  your  mind  from  the 
idea  of  weighty  responsibility — the  truth  then  is,  that  Mr. 
Richard  Waverley,  through  this  whole  business,  showed  great 
want  of  sensibility,  both  to  your  situation  and  that  of  your 
uncle;  and  the  last  time  I  saw  him,  he  told  me,  with  great 
glee,  that,  as  I  was  so  good  as  take  charge  of  your  interests, 
he  had  thought  it  best  to  patch  up  a  separate  negotiation  for 
himself  and  make  his  peace  with  government  through  some 
channels  which  former  connections  left  still  open  to  him." 

"And  my  uncle,  my  dear  uncle?" 


WAVERLEY.  433 

"  Is  in  no  danger  whatever.  It  is  true  (looking  at  the  date 
of  the  paper)  there  was  a  foolish  report  some  time  ago  to  the 
purport  here  quoted,  but  it  is  entirely  false.  Sir  Everard  is 
gone  down  to  Waverley-Honour,  freed  from  all  uneasiness, 
unless  upon  your  own  account.  But  you  are  in  peril  your- 
self ;  your  name  is  in  every  proclamation ;  warrants  are  out  to 
apprehend  you.     IIow  and  when  did  you  come  here  ?" 

Edward  told  his  story  at  length,  suppressing  his  quarrel 
with  Fergus;  for,  being  himself  partial  to  Highlanders,  he 
did  not  wish  to  give  any  advantage  to  the  Colonel's  national 
prejudice  against  them. 

"  Are  you  sure  it  was  your  friend  Glen's  foot-boy  you  saw 
dead  in  Clifton  Moor?" 

"Quite  positive." 

"  Then  that  little  limb  of  the  devil  has  cheated  the  gallows, 
for  cut-throat  was  written  in  his  face;  though"  (turning  to 
Lady  Emily)  "  it  was  a  very  handsome  face  too.  But  for  you, 
Edward,  I  wish  you  would  go  down  again  to  Cumberland,  or 
rather  I  wish  you  had  never  stirred  from  thence,  for  there  is  an 
embargo  in  aU  the  seaports,  and  a  strict  search  for  the  adhe- 
rents of  the  Pretender;  and  the  tongue  of  that  confounded 
woman  will  wag  in  her  head  like  the  clack  of  a  mill,  tiU 
somehow  or  other  she  will  detect  Captain  Butler  to  be  a 
feigned  personage." 

"  Do  yr)u  know  anything,"  asked  Waverley,  "of  my  fellow 
travfillcr  ?  " 

"  r lor  husband  was  my  sergeant-major  for  six  years;  she 
was  a  buxom  widow,  with  a  little  money;  he  married  her, 
was  steady,  and  got  on  by  being  a  good  drill.  I  must  send 
Rpf)nt,oon  t/)  see  what  she  is  about;  ho  will  find  her  out  among 
the  old  regimental  connections.  To-morrow  you  must  1)p  in- 
dis])os«'d,  and  kcej)  your  room  from  fatigue.  Tiady  Emily  is 
t^)  1)0  yotir  nurse,  and  Spontoon  and  I  your  attendants.  You 
bear  the  name  of  a  near  relation  of  mine,  whom  none  of  my 
present  peojdo  ever  saw,  except  Spontoon,  so  there  will  bo  no 
imnK'diaf.»>  (V.in^er.  So  pray  fpel  your  head  ache  and  your  eyes 
grf)W  hoavy  n.s  soon  as  poasi})le,  that  you  may  bo  put  upon  the 
sick-list;  and,  Emily,  do  you  order  an  apartment  for  Frank 


434  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Staiilej',  with  all  the  attentions  which  an  uivalid  may  re- 
quire. " 

In  the  morning  the  Colonel  visited  his  guest.  "Now," 
said  he,  "  1  have  some  good  news  for  you.  Your  reputation 
as  a  gentleman  and  officer  is  effectually  cleared  of  neglect  of 
duty  and  accession  to  the  mutiny  in  Gardiner's  regiment.  I 
have  had  a  correspondence  on  this  subject  with  a  very  zealous 
friend  of  yours,  your  Scottish  parson,  Morton ;  his  first  letter 
was  addressed  to  Sir  Everard;  but  I  relieved  the  good  Bar- 
onet of  the  trouble  of  answering  it.  You  must  know,  that 
your  freebooting  acquaintance,  Donald  of  the  Cave,  has  at 
length  fallen  into  the  hands  of  the  Philistines.  He  was  driv- 
ing off  the  cattle  of  a  certain  proprietor,  called  Killau — some- 
thing or  other " 

"  Killancureit?" 

"  The  same.  Now  the  gentleman  being,  it  seems,  a  great 
farmer,  and  having  a  special  value  for  his  breed  of  cattle, 
being,  moreover,  rather  of  a  timid  disposition,  had  got  a  party 
of  soldiers  to  protect  his  property.  So  Donald  ran  his  head 
unawares  into  the  lion's  mouth,  and  was  defeated  and  made 
prisoner.  Being  ordered  for  execution,  his  conscience  was 
assailed  on  the  one  hand  by  a  Catholic  priest,  on  the  other  by 
your  friend  Morton.  He  repulsed  the  Catholic  chiefly  on  ac- 
count of  the  doctrine  of  extreme  unction,  which  this  econom- 
ical gentleman  considered  as  an  excessive  waste  of  oil.  So 
his  conversion  from  a  state  of  impenitence  fell  to  Mr.  Mor- 
ton's share,  who,  I  dare  say,  acquitted  himself  excellently, 
though  I  suppose  Donald  made  but  a  queer  kind  of  Christian 
after  all.  He  confessed,  however,  before  a  magistrate,  one 
Major  Melville,  who  seems  to  have  been  a  correct,  friendly 
sort  of  person,  his  full  intrigue  with  Houghton,  explaining 
particularly  how  it  was  carried  on,  and  fully  acquitting  you 
of  the  least  accession  to  it.  He  also  mentioned  his  rescuing 
you  from  the  hands  of  the  volunteer  officer,  and  sending  you, 
by  orders  of  the  Pret — Chevalier,  I  mean — as  a  prisoner  to 
Doune,  from  whence  he  understood  you  were  carried  prisoner 
to  Edinburgh.  These  are  particulars  which  cannot  but  tell 
in  your  favour.     He  hinted  that  he  had  been  employed  to  de- 


WAVERLEY.  485 

liver  and  protect  you,  and  rewarded  for  doing  so ;  but  he 
■would  nut  confess  by  whom,  alleging  that,  though  he  would 
not  have  minded  breaking  any  ordinary  oath  to  satisfy  the 
curiosity  of  Mr.  Morton,  to  whose  pious  admonitions  he  owed 
so  much,  yet,  in  the  present  case  he  had  been  sworn  to  silence 
ujxtn  the  edge  of  his  dirk, '  which,  it  seems,  constituted,  in  his 
opinion,  an  inviolable  obligation." 

"  And  what  is  become  of  him?" 

"  Oh,  he  was  hanged  at  Stirling  after  the  rebels  raised  the 
siege,  with  his  lieutenant  and  four  plaids  besides;  he  having 
the  advantage  of  a  gallows  more  lofty  than  his  friends." 

"  Well,  I  hiive  little  cause  either  to  regret  or  rejoice  at  his 
death ;  and  yet  he  has  done  me  both  good  and  harm  to  a  very 
considerable  extent. " 

"  His  confession,  at  least,  will  serve  you  materially,  since 
it  wipes  from  your  character  all  those  suspicions  which  gave 
the  accusation  against  you  a  complexion  of  a  nature  different 
from  that  with  which  so  many  unfortunate  gentlemen,  now  or 
lately  in  arms  against  the  government,  may  be  justly  charged. 
Their  trefison — I  must  give  it  its  name,  though  you  participate 
in  its  guilt — is  an  action  arising  from  mistaken  virtue,  and 
therefore  cannot  be  classed  as  a  disgrace,  though  it  be  doubt- 
less highly  criminal.  Where  the  gviilty  are  so  numerous, 
clemency  must  be  extended  to  far  the  greater  number ;  and 
I  havelittlo  doulit  of  ])rocuriiig  a  remission  for  you,  providing 
w<!  can  keep  yf)u  out  of  the  claws  of  justice  till  slie  lias  se- 
lected and  goi'ge.d  upon  her  victims;  for  in  this,  as  in  other 
cases,  it  will  be  according  to  the  vulgar  proverb,  *'  First  come, 
first  served."  i'esides,  government  are  desirous  at  ])resont 
to  intimidate  tlie  Knglish  Jae-o})itos,  among  whom  tlu^y  can 
iiml  few  exani])les  for  jtiuiiHluiient.  Tliis  is  a  viiidietivi^  and 
timid  fettling  whi(;h  will  H0(jn  wear  oif,  for  of  all  nations  the 
English  are  least  l)loodihirsty  by  nature.  But  it  exists  at 
present,  and  you  must  therefore  be  kept  out  of  the  way  in  tht> 
mean  time." 

Now  entered  Spontf)on  with  an  anxious  eountenaneo.  Tiy 
his  regimental  acquaintauceH  ho  luid  traced  out  Madam  Nose* 

>  Bee  Note  42. 


436  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

bag,  and  found  her  full  of  ire,  fuss,  and  fidget  at  discovery  of 
an  mipostor  who  had  travelled  from  the  north  with  her  under 
the  assumed  name  of  Captain  Butler  of  Gardiner's  dragoons. 
She  was  going  to  lodge  an  information  on  the  subject,  to  have 
him  sought  for  as  an  emissary  of  the  Pretender ;  but  Spou- 
toon  (an  old  soldier),  while  he  pretended  to  approve,  con- 
trived to  make  her  delay  her  intention.  No  time,  however, 
was  to  be  lost:  the  accuracy  of  this  good  dame's  description 
might  probably  lead  to  the  discovery  that  Waverley  was  the 
pretended  Captain  Butler,  an  identification  fraught  with 
danger  to  Edward,  perhaps  to  his  uncle,  and  even  to  Colonel 
Talbot.  Which  way  to  direct  his  course  was  now,  therefore, 
the  question. 

"  To  Scotland, "  said  Waverley. 

"To  Scotland?"  said  the  Colonel;  "with  what  purpose? 
not  to  engage  again  with  the  rebels,  I  hope?" 

"  No ;  I  considered  my  campaign  ended  when,  after  all  my 
efforts,  I  could  not  rejoin  them;  and  now,  by  all  accounts, 
they  are  gone  to  make  a  winter  campaign  in  the  Highlands, 
where  such  adherents  as  I  am  would  rather  be  burdensome 
than  usefid.  Indeed,  it  seems  likely  that  they  only  prolong 
the  war  to  place  the  Chevalier's  person  out  of  danger,  and 
then  to  make  some  terms  for  themselves.  To  burden  them 
with  my  presence  would  merely  add  another  party,  whom 
they  would  not  give  up  and  could  not  defend.  I  understand 
they  left  almost  all  their  English  adherents  in  garrison  at 
Carlisle,  for  that  very  reason.  And  on  a  more  general  view, 
Colonel,  to  confess  the  truth,  though  it  may  lower  me  in  your 
opinion,  I  am  heartily  tired  of  the  trade  of  war,  and  am,  as 
Fletcher's  Humorous  Lieutenant  says,  'even  as  weary  of  this 
fighting '  " 

"Fighting!  pooh,  what  have  you  seen  but  a  skirmish  or 
two?  Ah!  if  you  saw  war  on  the  grand  scale — sixty  or  a 
hundred  thousand  men  in  the  field  on  each  side!" 

"I  am  not  at  all  curious.  Colonel.  'Enough,'  says  our 
homely  proverb,  *is  as  good  as  a  feast.'  The  plumed  troops 
and  the  big  war  used  to  enchant  me  in  poetry;  but  the  night 
marches,  vigils,  couches  under  the  wintry  sky,  and  such  ac- 


WAVERLEY.  437 

companiments  of  the  glorious  trade,  are  not  at  all  to  my  taste 
in  practice;  then  for  dry  blows,  I  had  my  fill  of  fighting  at 
Clifton,  where  I  escaped  by  a  hair's-breadth  half  a  dozen 
times ;  and  you,  I  should  think "     He  stopped. 

"  Had  enough  of  it  at  Preston?  you  mean  to  say,"  answered 
the  Colonel,  laughing;  "but  'tis  my  vocation,  Hal." 

"  It  is  not  mine  though, "  said  Waverley ;  "  and  having 
honourably  got  rid  of  the  sword,  which  I  di-ew  only  as  a  vol- 
unteer, I  am  quite  satisfied  with  my  military  experience,  and 
shall  l)e  in  no  hurry  to  take  it  up  again." 

"  I  am  very  glad  you  are  of  that  mind ;  but  then  what 
would  you  do  in  the  north?" 

"  In  the  first  place,  there  are  some  seaports  on  the  eastern 
coast  of  Scotland  still  in  the  hands  of  the  Chevalier's  friends; 
should  I  gain  any  of  them,  I  can  easily  embark  for  the  Con- 
tinent. " 

"Good;  your  second  reason?" 

"  Why,  to  speak  the  very  truth,  there  is  a  person  in  Scot- 
land upon  whom  I  now  find  my  happiness  depends  more  than 
I  was  always  aware,  and  about  whose  situation  I  am  very 
anxious." 

"  Tlien  family  was  right,  and  there  is  a  love  affair  in  the 
case  after  all?  And  which  of  these  two  ])retty  Scotchwomen, 
whom  yf)u  insisted  upon  my  admiring,  is  the  distinguished 
fair?  not  Miss  Glen I  hope." 

"No." 

"Ah,  pass  for  the  other;  simplicity  may  be  improved,  Imt 
pride  and  conceit  never.  Well,  I  don't  discourage  you;  I 
think  it  will  please  Sir  Everard,  from  what  he  said  when  I 
jested  with  him  alnjut  it;  only  T  ho])0  that  intoleral)le  ])apa, 
witli  his  ])roguc,  and  his  snuff,  und  his  L;itin,  undhis  insuffer- 
able long  8U)rieH  about  the  l)iikti  of  I'.erwick,  will  find  it  nec- 
essary hereafter  to  be  an  inhabitant  of  foreign  ]>arts.  T5ut 
as  to  the  daughter,  though  T  think  you  might  find  Jis  fitting  a 
match  in  Engl.'uid,  yet  if  your  lieart  1)6  really  set  upon  this 
Rcotfli  rosebud,  why  the  I^.aronet  lias  a  great  opinion  of  her 
father  and  of  his  family,  and  ho  wishes  much  to  see  you  mar- 
ried and  settled,  both  for  your  own  sake  and  for  that  of  the 


438  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

three  ermines  passant,  which  may  otherwise  pass  away  alto- 
gether. But  1  will  bring  you  his  mind  fully  upon  the  sub- 
ject, since  you  aie  debarred  correspondence  for  the  present, 
for  I  think  you  will  not  be  long  in  Scotland  before  me." 

"Indeed!  and  what  can  induce  you  to  thuik  of  returning  to 
Scotland?  No  relenting  longings  towards  the  land  of  moun- 
tains and  floods,  I  am  afraid. " 

"None,  on  my  word;  but  Emily's  health  is  now,  thank 
God,  re-established,  and,  to  tell  you  the  truth,  I  have  little 
hopes  of  concluding  the  business  which  I  have  at  present  most 
at  heart  imtil  I  can  have  a  personal  interview  with  his  Royal 
Highness  the  Commander-in-Chief;  for,  as  Fluellen  says, 
'the  duke  doth  love  me  well,  and  I  thank  heaven  I  have  de- 
served some  love  at  his  hands.'  I  am  now  going  out  for  an 
hour  or  two  to  arrange  matters  for  your  departure;  your 
liberty  extends  to  the  next  room.  Lady  Emily's  parlour,  where 
you  will  find  her  when  you  are  disposed  for  music,  reading,  or 
conversation.  We  have  taken  measures  to  exclude  all  ser- 
vants but  Spontoon,  who  is  as  true  as  steel." 

In  about  two  hours  Colonel  Talbot  returned,  and  found  his 
young  friend  conversing  with  his  lady ;  she  pleased  with  his 
manners  and  information,  and  he  delighted  at  being  restored, 
though  but  for  a  moment,  to  the  society  of  his  own  rank, 
from  which  he  had  been  for  some  time  excluded. 

"  And  now, "  said  the  Colonel, '  *'  hear  my  arrangements,  for 
there  is  little  time  to  lose.  This  youngster,  Edward  Waver- 
ley,  alias  WUliams,  alias  Captain  Butler,  must  continue  to 
pass  by  his  fourth  alms  of  Francis  Stanley,  my  nephew;  he 
shall  set  out  to-morrow  for  the  North,  and  the  chariot  shall 
take  him  the  first  two  stages.  Spontoon  shall  then  attend 
him ;  and  they  shall  lide  x>ost  as  far  as  Huntingdon ;  and  the 
presence  of  Spontoon,  well  known  on  the  road  as  my  servant, 
wiU  check  all  disposition  to  inquii-y.  At  Huntingdon  you 
will  meet  the  real  Frank  Stanley.  He  is  studying  at  Cam- 
bridge; but,  a  little  while  ago,  doubtful  if  Emily's  health 
•would  permit  me  to  go  down  to  the  North  myself,  I  procured 
him  a  passywrt  from  the  secretary  of  state's  office  to  go  in  my 
stead.     As  he  went  chiefly  to  look  after  you,  his  journey  ifl 


WAVERLEY.  439 

now  unnecessary.  He  knows  your  story;  you  will  dine  to- 
gether at  Huntingdon ;  and  perhaps  your  wise  heads  may  hit 
upon  some  plan  for  removing  or  diminishing  the  danger  of 
your  farther  progress  northward.  And  now  (taking  out  a  mo- 
rocco case),  let  me  put  you  in  funds  for  the  campaign." 

*'  I  am  ashamed, '  my  dear  Colonel " 

*'Xay,"  said  Colonel  Talbot,  "you  should  command  my 
purse  in  any  event;  but  this  money  is  your  own.  Your 
father,  considering  the  chance  of  your  being  attainted,  left  me 
his  trustee  for  your  advantage.  So  that  you  are  worth  above 
£15,000,  besides  Brere-wood  Lodge — a  very  independent 
person,  I  promise  you.  There  are  bills  here  for  £200;  any 
larger  sum  you  may  have,  or  credit  abroad,  as  soon  as  your 
motions  require  it." 

The  first  use  which  occurred  to  "VVaverley  of  his  newly  ac- 
quired wealth  was  to  write  to  honest  Farmer  Jopson,  request- 
ing his  acceptance  of  a  silver  tankard  on  the  part  of  his  friend 
Williams,  who  had  not  forgotten  the  night  of  the  eighteenth 
December  la.st.  He  begged  him  at  the  same  time  carefully 
to  preserve  for  him  his  Highland  gaib  and  accoutrements, 
particularly  the  arms,  curious  in  themselves,  and  to  which  the 
friendship  of  the  donors  gave  additional  value.  Lady  Emily 
undertook  to  find  some  suitable  token  of  remembrance  likely 
to  flatter  the  vanity  and  please  the  taste  of  Mrs.  Williams; 
and  the  Colonel,  who  was  a  kind  of  farmer,  promised  to  send 
th(^  Ulswater  patriarch  an  excellent  team  of  liorses  for  cart 
and  pl)4ugh. 

One  happy  day  Waverley  spent  in  London;  and,  travelling 
in  the  manner  projected,  he  met  with  l'"i;uik  Stanley  at  Hun- 
tingdon.     The   two  young  men  were  aci|iiainteil  in  a  minnte. 

"  1  can  read  my  uncle's  riddle, "  said  Stanley;  "  tlui  cau- 
tiou.s  old  soldier  did  not  care  to  hint  to  me  th.at  I  might  hand 
over  to  you  this  pa.ssport,  whic^h  I  have  no  occasion  for;  hub 
if  it  should  afterwards  come  out  as  the  rattle-pated  trick  of  a 
young  f'antab,  cula  iiP.  tin'  a  rifu.  You  are  therefore  to  be 
Francis  Stanley,  with  this  passport."  This  projiosal  ap- 
peared in  effect  t/)  alleviate  a  great  part  of  i]w  diflicult.ies 
which   Edward   must  otherwise   have   encountered   at  every 


440  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

turn ;  and  accordingly  he  scrupled  not  to  avail  himself  of  it, 
the  more  especially  as  he  had  discarded  all  political  purposes 
from  his  present  journey,  and  could  not  be  accused  of  fur- 
thering machinations  against  the  government  while  travelling 
imder  protection  of  the  secretary's  passport. 

The  day  passed  merrily  away.  The  yoimg  student  was  in- 
quisitive about  Waverley's  campaigns,  and  the  manners  of 
the  Highlands,  and  Edward  was  obliged  to  satisfy  his  cu- 
riosity by  whistling  a  pibroch,  dancing  a  strathspey,  and 
singing  a  Highland  song.  The  next  morning  Stanley  rode 
a  stage  northward  with  his  new  friend,  and  parted  from  him 
with  great  reluctance,  upon  the  remonstrances  of  Spontoon, 
who,  accustomed  to  submit  to  discipline,  was  rigid  in  en- 
forcing it. 


CHAPTER  LXIII. 

DESOLATION. 

Wa^'^rlet  riding  post,  as  was  the  usual  fashion  of  the  pe- 
riod, without  any  adventure  save  one  or  two  queries,  which 
the  talisman  of  his  passport  sufficiently  answered,  reached  the 
borders  of  Scotland.  Here  he  heard  the  tidings  of  the  de- 
cisive battle  of  Culloden.  It  was  no  more  than  he  had  long 
expected,  though  the  success  at  Falkirk  had  thrown  a  faint 
and  setting  gleam  over  the  arms  of  the  Chevalier.  Yet  it 
came  upon  him  like  a  shock,  by  which  he  was  for  a  time  al- 
together unmanned.  The  generous,  the  courteous,  the  noble- 
minded  adventurer  was  then  a  fugitive,  with  a  price  upon  his 
head;  his  adherents,  so  brave,  so  enthusiastic,  so  faithful, 
were  dead,  imprisoned,  or  exiled.  Where,  now,  was  the 
exalted  and  high-souled  Fergus,  if,  indeed,  he  had  survived 
the  night  at  Clifton?  Where  the  pure-hearted  and  primitive 
Baron  of  Bradwardine,  whose  foibles  seemed  foils  to  set  ofF  the 
disinterestedness  of  his  disposition,  the  genuine  goodness  of 
his  heart,  and  his  unshaken  courage?  Those  who  clung  for 
support  to  these  fallen  columns,  Rose  and  Flora,  where  were 
they  to  be  sought,  and  in  what  distress  must  not  the  loss  of 


WAVERLEY.  441 

their  natural  protectors  have  involved  them?  Of  Flora,  he 
thought  with  the  regard  of  a  brother  for  a  sister;  of  Rose 
with  a  sensation  yet  more  deep  and  tender.  It  might  be  still 
his  fate  to  supply  the  want  of  those  guardians  they  had  lost. 
Agitated  by  these  thoughts  he  precipitated  his  journey. 

When  he  arrived  in  Edinburgh,  Avhere  his  inquiries  must 
necessarily  commence,  he  felt  the  full  difficulty  of  his  situa- 
tion. Many  inhabitants  of  that  city  had  seen  and  known  him 
as  Edward  Waverley ;  how,  then,  could  he  avail  himself  of  a 
passport  as  Francis  Stanley?  He  resolved,  therefore,  to  avoid 
all  company,  and  to  move  northward  as  soon  as  possible. 
He  was,  however,  obliged  to  wait  a  day  or  two  in  expectation 
of  a  letter  from  Colonel  Talbot,  and  he  was  also  to  leave  hia 
own  address,  under  his  feigned  character,  at  a  place  agreed 
upon.  With  this  latter  purpose  he  saUied  out  in  the  dusk 
through  tlie  well-known  streets,  carefuUy  shunxiing  observa- 
tion, but  m  vain:  one  of  the  first  persons  whom  he  met  at 
once  recognised  him.  It  was  Mrs.  Flockhart,  Fergus  Mac- 
Ivor's  good-humoured  landlady. 

"f hide  guide  us,  Mr.  Waverley,  is  this  you?  na,  ye  need- 
na  be  f(3ared  for  me.  I  wad  betray  nae  gentleman  in  your 
circumstances.  Eh,  lack  a-day !  lack  a-day !  here's  a  change 
o'  markets;  how  merry  Colonel  Mac-Ivor  and  you  used  to  be 
in  our  house!"  And  the  good-natured  widow  shed  a  few  nat- 
ural tears.  As  there  was  no  resisting  her  claim  of  acquaint- 
ance, Waverley  afjknowledgcul  it  with  a  good  grace,  as  well  as 
the  danger  of  liisown  situation.  "As  it's  near  the  darkening 
sir,  wad  ye  just  step  in  l)y  to  our  house  and  tak  a  dish  o'  tea? 
and  I  am  sure  if  ye  like  to  sleep  in  the  little  room,  I  wad  tak 
care  ye  are  no  disturbed,  and  naebody  wa<'  ken  ye;  for  Kate 
and  Matty,  the  limniers,  gaed  aff  wi'  twa  o'  Hawley's  dra- 
goons, and  1  hae  twa  new  (pieans  insttiad  o'  them." 

Waverley  accepted  her  invitation,  and  engaged  lier  lodging 
for  a  night  or  two,  satisfied  he  should  be  safer  in  tl»e  liouse 
of  iliis  siin])]e  creature  tlian  anywhere  else.  When  he  en- 
tered tlie  ])arl()ur  his  lieart  swelled  to  see  Fergus's  l)onnet, 
with  the  wliite  eockfule,  hanging  besidfi  the  little  mirror. 

"Ay, "said  Mrs.  Flockhart,  sighing,  aa  she  observed  the  di- 


442  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

rection  of  his  eyes,  "  the  puir  Colonel  bought  a  new  ane  just 
the  day  before  they  marched,  and  I  winna  let  them  tak  that 
ane  doun,  but  just  to  brush  it  ilka  day  mysell;  and  whiles  I 
look  at  it  till  I  just  think  I  hear  him  cry  to  Galium  to  bring 
him  his  bonnet,  as  he  used  to  do  when  he  was  ganging  out. 
It's  unco  silly — the  neighbours  ca'  me  a  Jacobite,  but  they  may 
say  their  say — I  am  sure  it's  no  for  that — but  he  was  as  kind- 
hearted  a  gentleman  as  ever  lived,  and  as  weel-fa'rd  too. 
Oh,  d'ye  ken,  sir,  when  he  is  to  suffer?" 

"Suffer!  Good  heaven!     Why,  where  is  he?" 

"Eh,  Lord's  sake!  d'  ye  no  ken?  The  poor  Hieland  body, 
Dugald  Mahony,  cam  here  a  while  syne,  wi'  ane  o'  his  arms 
cuttit  off,  and  a  sair  clour  in  the  head — ye'U  mind  Dugald,  he 
carried  aye  an  axe  on  his  shouther' — and  he  cam  here  just 
begging,  as  I  may  say,  for  something  to  eat.  Aweel,  he 
tauld  us  the  Chief,  as  they  ca'd  him  (but  I  aye  ca'  him  the 
Colonel),  and  Ensign  JSIaccombich,  that  ye  mind  weel,  were 
ta'en  somewhere  beside  the  English  l)order,  when  it  was  sae 
dark  that  his  folk  never  missed  him  till  it  was  ower  late,  and 
they  were  like  to  gang  clean  daft.  And  he  said  that  little 
Callum  Beg  (he  was  a  bauld  mischievous  callant  that)  and 
your  honour  were  killed  that  same  night  in  the  tuilzie,  and 
mony  mae  braw  men.  But  he  grat  when  he  spak  o'  the 
Colonel,  ye  never  saw  the  like.  And  now  the  word  gangs  the 
Colonel  is  to  be  tried,  and  to  suffer  wi'  them  that  were  ta'en 
at  Carlisle." 

"  And  his  sister?" 

"Ay,  that  they  ca'd  the  Lady  Flora — weel,  she's  away  up 
to  Carlisle  to  him,  and  lives  wi'  some  grand  Papist  lady 
thereabouts  to  be  near  him." 

"And,"  said  Edward,  "the  other  young  lady?" 

"  Whilk  other?     I  ken  only  of  ae  sister  the  Colonel  had." 

"  I  mean  Miss  Bradwardine, "  said  Edward. 

"Ou,  ay;  the  laird's  daughter,"  said  his  landlady.  "She 
was  a  very  bonny  lassie,  poor  thing,  but  far  shyer  than  Lady 
Flora." 

"  Where  is  she,  for  God's  sake?" 

"Ou,  wha  kens  where  ony  o'   them  is  now?  puir  things, 


WAVERLEY.  443 

they're  sair  ta'en  doun  for  their  white  cockades  and  their 
white  roses  J  but  she  gaed  north  to  her  father's  in  Perthshire, 
when  the  government  troops  cam  back  to  Edinbro'.  There 
was  some  pretty  men  amang  them,  and  ane  Major  Whacker 
was  quartered  on  me,  a  very  ceevLL  gentleman, — but  oh,  Mr. 
Waverley,  he  was  uaething  sae  weel  fa'rd  as  the  puii-  Colo- 
nel." 

"  Do  you  know  what  is  become  of  Miss  Bradwai-dine's 
father?" 

"  The  auld  laird?  na,  naebody  kens  that.  But  they  say  he 
fought  very  hard  in  that  bluidy  battle  at  Inverness;  and 
Deacon  Clank,  the  white-iron  smith,  says  that  the  gov- 
ernment folk  are  sair  agane  him  for  having  been  out 
twice;  and  troth  he  might  hae  ta'en  warning,  but  there's 
nae  fule  like  an  auld  fule.  The  puir  Colonel  was  only  out 
ance." 

Such  conversation  contained  almost  all  the  good-natured 
widow  knew  of  the  fate  of  lier  late  lodgers  and  acquaintances  j 
but  it  was  enough  to  determine  Edward,  at  all  hazards,  to 
proceed  instantly  to  Tully-Veolan,  where  he  concluded  he 
should  see,  or  at  least  hear,  something  of  Rose,  lie  there- 
fore left  a  letter  for  Colonel  Talbot  at  the  i)lace  agreed  upon, 
signed  by  his  assumed  name,  and  givhig  for  his  address  tlie 
post-town  next  to  the  Baron's  residence. 

From  Edinburgh  to  Perth  he  took  post-horses,  resolving  to 
make  the  rest  of  his  journey  on  foot;  a  mode  of  travelling  to 
which  he  was  ])aitial,  and  which  liad  the  advantage  of  ])er- 
mittiiig  a  deviation  from  tlie  road  wlien  lie  saw  parties  of 
military  at  a  distance.  His  cami)aign  had  coiisiderably 
strengthened  his  constitution  and  improved  his  habits  of  en- 
duiiiig  fatigue.  His  baggage  ho  sent  l^efore  him  as  oppor- 
tunity oceuned. 

As  lie  advanced  northward,  the  traces  of  war  became  visi- 
ble, r.roken  carriages,  dead  horses,  luiroofed  cottages,  trees 
felled  for  palisades,  and  bridge.s  d(^stroyed  or  only  partially 
repaired — all  indicated  the  movements  of  hostile  armies.  In 
those  places  where  the  gentry  were  att.afihed  to  the  St.uai-t 
cause,  their  houses  seemed  dismantled  or  deserted,  the  usual 


444  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

course  of  what  may  be  called  ornamental  labour  was  totally 
interrupted,  and  the  inhabitants  were  seen  gliding  about,  with 
fear,  sorrow,  and  dejection  on  their  faces. 

It  was  evening  when  he  approached  the  village  of  Tully- 
Yeolan,  with  feelings  and  sentiments — how  diiferent  from 
those  which  attended  his  first  entrance!  Then,  life  was  so 
new  to  him  that  a  dull  or  disagreeable  day  was  one  of  the 
greatest  misfortimes  which  his  imagination  anticipated,  and  it 
seemed  to  him  that  his  time  ought  only  to  be  consecrated  to 
elegant  or  amusing  study,  and  relieved  by  social  or  youthful 
frolic.  Now,  how  changed!  how  saddened,  yet  how  ele- 
vated was  his  character,  within  the  course  of  a  very  few 
months!  Danger  and  misfortune  are  rapid,  though  se- 
vere teachers.  "  A  sadder  and  a  wiser  man, "  he  felt  in 
internal  confidence  and  mental  dignity  a  compensation  for 
the  gay  dreams  which  in  his  case  experience  had  so  rapidly 
dissolved. 

As  he  approached  the  village  he  saw,  with  surprise  and 
anxiety,  that  a  party  of  soldiers  were  quartered  near  it,  and, 
what  was  worse,  that  they  seemed  stationary  there.  This  he 
conjectured  from  a  few  tents  which  he  beheld  glimmering 
upon  what  was  called  the  Common  Moor.  To  avoid  the  risk 
of  being  stopped  and  questioned  in  a  place  where  he  was  so 
likely  to  be  recognised,  he  made  a  large  circuit,  altogether 
avoiding  the  hamlet,  and  approaching  the  upper  gate  of  the 
avenue  by  a  by-path  well  known  to  him.  A  single  glance  an- 
nounced that  great  changes  had  taken  place.  One  half  of  the 
gate,  entirely  destroyed  and  split  up  for  firewood,  lay  in  piles, 
ready  to  be  taken  away ;  the  other  swung  uselessly  about  upon 
its  loosened  hinges.  The  battlements  above  the  gate  were 
broken  and  thrown  down,  and  the  carved  bears,  which  were 
said  to  have  done  sentinel's  duty  upon  the  top  for  centuries, 
now,  hurled  from  their  posts,  lay  among  the  rubbish.  The 
avenue  was  cruelly  wasted.  Several  large  trees  were  fellen 
and  left  lying  across  the  path;  and  the  cattle  of  the  villagers, 
and  the  more  rude  hoofs  of  dragoon  horses,  had  poached  into 
blar-k  mud  the  verdant  turf  which  Waverley  had  so  much 
admired. 


WAVERLEY.  445 

Upon  entering  the  court  yard,  Edward  saw  the  fears  rea- 
lised which  tliese  circumstances  had  excited.  The  place  had 
been  sacked  by  the  King's  troops,  who,  in  wanton  mischief, 
had  even  attempted  to  burn  it ;  and  though  the  thickness  of 
the  walls  had  resisted  the  fire,  unless  to  a  partial  extent,  the 
stables  and  out-houses  were  totally  consumed.  The  tower  and 
pinnacles  of  the  main  building  were  scorched  and  blackened  j 
the  pavement  of  the  court  broken  and  shattered;  the  doors 
torn  down  entirely,  or  hanging  by  a  single  hinge ;  the  win- 
dows dashed  in  and  demolished,  and  the  coui-t  strewed  with 
articles  of  furniture  broken  into  fragments.  The  accessaries 
of  ancieiit  distinction,  to  wliich  the  Baron,  in  the  pride  of  his 
heart,  had  attached  so  much  importance  and  veneration,  were 
treated  with  peculiar  contumely.  The  fountain  was  de- 
molished, and  the  spring  which  had  supplied  it  now  flooded 
the  court-yard.  The  stone  basin  seemed  to  be  destined  for  a 
drinking-trough  for  cattle,  from  the  manner  in  which  it  was 
arranged  upon  the  ground.  The  whole  tribe  of  bears,  large 
and  small,  had  experienced  as  little  favour  as  those  at  the 
head  of  the  avenue,  and  one  or  two  of  the  family  pictures, 
whi(th  seemed  to  have  served  as  targets  for  the  soldiers,  lay 
on  the  ground  in  tatters.  With  an  aching  heart,  as  may  Avell 
be  imagined,  ]'](hvard  viewed  this  wreck  of  a  mansion  so  re- 
spected. I'ut  his  anxiety  to  learn  the  fate  of  the  ])mprietors, 
and  his  fears  as  to  what  that  fate  juight  be,  increased  with 
every  step.  When  he  entered  upon  the  terrace  new  scenes  of 
desolation  were  visible.  The  balustrade  was  broken  down, 
the  walls  destroyed,  the  liorders  overgrown  with  weed.s,  and 
the  fruit-trees  cut  down  or  giuhhed  up.  In  one  compartment 
of  this  ()ld-f:i3hioned  garden  were  two  immense  horse-chestnut 
trees,  oi  whoso  size  the  liaron  wiis  ])artioularly  vain ;  too  hizy, 
perha]iH,  to  cut  them  down,  the  s]>oilers,  witli  malevolent  in- 
genuity, had  mined  them  and  phwed  a  quantity  of  gunpowder 
in  the  cavity.  One  had  been  shivered  to  pieee.s  l)y  the  explo- 
sion, and  the  fragments  lay  scattered  around,  encumbering 
the  ground  it  had  so  long  shadowed.  The  other  mine  had 
been  more  i^artial  in  its  effect.  About  one-fourth  of  the  trunk 
of  the  tree  was  torn  from  the  mass,  which,  mutilated  and  de- 


446  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

faced  on  the  one  side,  still  spread  ou  the  other  its  ample  and 
undimiuished  boughs. ' 

Aiuid  these  general  marks  of  ravage,  there  were  some  which 
more  pai-ticidarly  addiessed  the  feelings  of  Waverley.  View- 
ing the  front  of  the  building  thus  wasted  and  defaced,  his 
eyes  naturally  sought  the  little  balcony  which  more  properly 
belonged  to  Kose's  apartment,  her  troisieme,  or  rather  cm- 
qu'ihne,  etaye.  It  was  easily  discovered,  for  beneath  it  lay 
the  stage-flowers  and  shrubs  with  which  it  was  her  pride  to 
decorate  it,  and  whicli  had  been  hurled  from  the  bartizan; 
several  of  her  books  were  mingled  with  broken  flower-pots 
and  other  remnants.  Among  these  Waverley  distinguished 
one  of  his  own,  a  small  copy  of  Ariosto,  and  gathered  it  as  a 
treasure,  though  wasted  by  the  wind  and  rain. 

While,  plunged  in  the  sad  reflections  which  the  scene  ex- 
cited, he  was  looking  around  for  some  one  who  might  explain 
the  fate  of  the  inhabitants,  he  beared  a  voice  from  the  inte- 
rior of  the  building  singing,  in  well-remembered  accents,  an 
old  Scottish  song : 

'  They  came  upon  us  in  the  night, 
And  brake  my  bower  and  slew  my  knight; 
My  servant  a'  for  life  did  flee, 
And  left  us  in  extremitie. 

They  slew  my  knight,  to  me  sae  dear ; 
They  slew  my  knight,  and  drave  his  gear ;  • 
The  moon  may  set,  the  sun  may  rise, 
But  a  deadly  sleep  has  closed  his  eyes.' 

"Alas,"  thought  Edward,  "is  it  thou?  Poor  helpless  be- 
ing, art  thou  alone  left,  to  gibber  and  moan,  and  fill  with  thy 
wild  and  unconnected  scraps  of  minstrelsy  the  halls  that  pro- 
tected thee?"  He  then  called,  first  low,  and  then  louder, 
"Davie— Davie  GeUatley!" 

The  poor  simpleton  show  himself  from  among  the  ruins  of 
a  sort  of  greenhouse,  that  once  terminated  what  was  called  the 
Terrace-walk,  but  at  first  sight  of  a  stranger  retreated,  as  if 

'  A  pair  of  cliestnut  trees,  destroyed,  the  one  entirely  and  the  other  in 
part,  by  such  a  mischievous  and  wanton  act  of  revenge,  grew  at  Invergarry 
Castle,  the  fortress  of  MacDonald  of  Glengarry. 

'  The  first  three  couplets  are  from  an  old  ballad,  called  the  Border  Wid- 
ow's Lament. 


WAVERLEY.  447 

in  terror.  Waverley,  remembering  his  habits,  began  to 
whistle  a  tune  to  which  he  was  partial,  which  Davie  had  ex- 
pressed great  pleasure  in  listening  to,  and  had  picked  up  from 
him  by  the  ear.  Our  hero's  minstrelsy  no  more  equalled  that 
of  Blondel  than  poor  Davie  resembled  Cceur  de  Lion ;  but  the 
melody  had  the  same  effect  of  producing  recognition.  Davie 
again  stole  from  his  lurking-place,  but  timidly,  while  Wa- 
verley, afraid  of  frightening  him,  stood  making  the  most  en- 
couraging signals  he  could  devise,  "It's  his  ghaist,"  mut- 
tered Davie;  yet,  coming  nearer,  he  seemed  to  acknowledge 
his  living  acquaintance.  The  poor  fool  himself  appeared  the 
ghost  of  what  he  had  been.  The  peculiar  dress  in  which  he 
had  been  attired  in  better  days  showed  only  miserable  rags  of 
its  whimsical  huery,  the  lack  of  which  was  oddly  supplied  by 
the  remnants  of  tapestried  hangings,  window-curtains,  and 
shreds  of  pictures  with  which  he  had  bedizened  his  tatters. 
His  face,  too,  had  lost  its  vacant  and  careless  air,  and  the 
poor  creature  looked  hollow-eyed,  meagi-e,  half-starved,  and 
nervous  to  a  pitiable  degree.  After  long  hesitation,  he  at 
length  approached  Waverley  with  some  confidence,  stared  liini 
Badly  in  the  face,  and  said,  "  A'  dead  and  gane — a'  dead  and 
gane." 

"Who  are  dead?"  said  "Waverley,  forgetting  the  incapacity 
of  Davie  to  hold  any  connected  discourse. 

"  Baron,  and  Bailie,  and  Saunders  Haunderaon,  and  Lady 
Kose  that  sang  sae  sweet — a'  dead  and  gane — dead  and  ganej 

Unt  follow,  follow  me, 

Wliil''  (JtlowworiuM  liu'ht  tlio  left, 

I'll  mIiow  yi?  wl.iTi'  I  he  iliiud  hIiouUI  be — 

Kacli  in  IiIh  hIitoikI, 

Wliil<;  winds  pipe  loud, 

And  the  red  moon  pi.-epH  dim  tbrough  tho  clond. 
Follow,  follow  rnc; ; 
iJravc  hIiouM  In;  he 
Thai  treads  by  night  the  dead  man's  lea.' 

With  these  words,  (chanted  in  a  wild  and  earneflt  tone,  he 
made  a  sign  to  Waverley  to  foUow  him,  and  walked  raj)idly 
towards  tho  bottom  of  the  garden,  tracing  tho  })anl<  of  the 
stream  which,  it  may  bo  remembered,  was  its  eastern  lx)und- 


448  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

ary.  Edward,  over  whom  an  involuntary  shuddering  stole  at 
the  import  of  his  words,  followed  him  in  some  hope  of  an  ex- 
planation. As  the  house  was  evidently  deserted,  he  could  not 
exi)ect  to  lind  among  the  ruins  any  more  rational  informer. 

Davie,  walking  very  fast,  soon  reached  the  extremity  of  the 
garden,  and  scrambled  over  the  ruins  of  the  wall  that  once 
had  divided  it  from  the  wooded  glen  in  which  the  old  tower 
of  Tully-Veolan  was  situated.  He  then  jumped  down  into  the 
bed  of  the  stream,  and,  followed  by  Waverley,  proceeded  at  a 
great  pace,  climbing  over  some  fragments  of  rock  and  turning 
with  difficulty  round  others.  They  passed  beneath  the  ruins 
of  the  castle;  Waverley  followed,  keeping  up  with  his  guide 
with  difficulty,  for  the  twilight  began  to  fall.  Following  the 
descent  of  the  stream  a  little  lower,  he  totally  lost  him,  but  a 
twinkling  light  which  he  now  discovered  among  the  tangled 
copse-wood  and  bushes  seemed  a  surer  guide.  He  soon  pur- 
sued a  very  uncouth  path;  and  by  its  guidance  at  length 
reached  the  door  of  a  wretched  hut.  A  fierce  barking  of  dogs 
was  at  first  heard,  but  stilled  at  his  approach.  A  voice 
sounded  from  within,  and  he  held  it  most  prudent  to  listen 
before  he  advanced. 

"  "WTia  hast  thou  brought  here,  thou  unsonsy  villain, 
thou?"  said  an  old  woman,  apparently  in  great  indignation. 
He  heard  Davie  Gellatley  in  answer  whistle  a  part  of  the  tune 
by  which  he  had  recalled  himself  to  the  simpleton's  memory, 
and  had  now  no  hesitation  to  knock  at  the  door.  There  was  a 
dead  silence  instantly  within,  except  the  deep  growling  of  the 
dogs ;  and  he  next  heard  the  mistress  of  the  hut  approach  the 
door,  not  probably  for  the  sake  of  undoing  a  latch,  but  of 
fastening  a  bolt.  To  prevent  this  Waverley  lifted  the  latch 
himself. 

In  front  was  an  old  wretched-looking  woman,  exclaiming, 
""N^Tia  comes  into  folk's  houses  in  this  gate,  at  this  time  o' 
the  night?"  On  one  side,  two  grim  and  half -starved  deer 
gi-eyhounds  laid  aside  their  ferocity  at  his  a})pearance,  and 
seemed  to  recognise  him.  On  the  other  side,  half  concealed 
by  the  open  door,  yet  apparently  seeking  that  concealment  re- 
luctantly, with  a  cocked  pistol  in  his  right  hand  and  his  left 


WAVERLEY.  449 

in  the  act  of  drawing  another  from  his  belt,  stood  a  tall  bony 
gaunt  figure  in  the  remnants  of  a  faded  uniform  and  a  beard 
of  three  weeks'  growth.  It  was  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine. 
It  is  unnecessary  to  add,  that  he  threw  aside  his  weapon  and 
greeted  Waverley  with  a  hearty  embrace. 


CHAPTER  LXIV. 

COMPARING    OF    NOTES, 

The  Baron's  story  was  short,  when  divested  of  the  adages 
and  commonplaces,  Latin,  English,  and  Scotch,  with  which 
his  erudition  garnished  it.  He  insisted  much  upon  his  grief 
at  the  loss  of  Edward  and  of  Glennaquoich,  fought  the  fields 
of  Falkirk  and  Culloden,  and  related  how,  after  all  was  lost  in 
the  la.st  battle,  he  had  returned  home,  under  the  idea  of  more 
easily  finding  shelter  among  his  own  tenants  and  on  his  own 
estate  than  elsewhere.  A  party  of  soldiers  had  been  sent  to 
lay  waste  his  property,  for  clemency  was  not  the  order  of  the 
day.  Their  proceedings,  however,  were  cliecked  by  an  order 
from  the  civil  court.  The  estate,  it  was  found,  might  not  bo 
forfeited  to  the  crown  t<^j  the  prejudice  of  Malcolm  Bradward- 
ine of  Inch-Grabbit,  the  heir-male,  whose  claim  could  not  be 
prejudiced  by  the  Baron's  attainder,  as  deriving  no  right 
through  him,  and  who,  tlierffore,  like  otlier  heirs  of  entail  in 
the  same  situation,  entered  up<m  possession.  But,  unlike^ 
many  in  similar  circumstances,  the  new  laird  speedily  sliowed 
that  lie  intended  utterly  to  exclude  his  ])redece8sor  from  all 
Ijenefit  or  advantage  in  the  estate,  and  that  it  was  his  pur})08e 
U)  avail  himself  of  the  old  Baron's  evil  fortune  to  the  full  ex- 
tent. This  was  the  more  ungenerous,  as  it  was  g«Mierally 
known  that,  from  a  romantic  idea  of  not  prejudicing  this 
young  man's  right  as  heir-male,  the  Baron  had  refrained  from 
settling  his  estate  on  his  daughter. 

This  selfish  injustice  was  resented  by  the  country  ])('o|)lo, 
who  were  partial  t-o  their  old  master,  aiul  irritated  against  his 
successor.     In  the  Baron's  own  words,  "  The  matter  did  not 


460  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

coincide  with  the  feelings  of  the  commons  of  Bradwardine, 
Mr.  Waverley ;  and  the  tenants  were  slack  and  repugnant  in 
payment  of  their  mails  and  duties ;  and  when  my  kinsman 
came  to  the  village  wi'  the  new  factor,  Mr.  James  Howie, 
to  lift  the  rents,  some  wanchancy  person — I  suspect  John 
Heatherblutter,  the  auld  gamekeeper,  that  was  out  wi'  me  in 
the  year  fifteen — fired  a  shot  at  him  in  the  gloaming,  whereby 
he  was  so  affrighted,  that  I  may  say  with  Tullius  In  Catili- 
nam,  'yibiit,  evaslt,  erujnt,  effugit.^  He  fled,  sir,  as  one  may 
say,  incontinent  to  Stirling.  And  now  he  hath  advertised  the 
estate  for  sale,  being  himself  the  last  substitute  in  the  entail. 
And  if  I  were  to  lament  about  sic  matters,  this  would  grieve 
me  mair  than  its  passing  from  my  immediate  possession, 
whilk,  by  the  course  of  nature,  must  have  happened  in  a  few 
years ;  whereas  now  it  passes  from  the  lineage  that  should 
have  possessed  it  in  scecula  smculorum.  But  God's  will  be 
done,  humana  perpessi  sumus.  Sir  John  of  Bradwardine — 
Black  Sir  John,  as  he  is  called — who  was  the  common  an- 
cestor of  our  house  and  the  Inch-Grabbits,  little  thought  such 
a  person  would  have  sprung  from  his  loins.  Meantime,  he 
has  accused  me  to  some  of  the  primates,  the  rulers  for  the 
time,  as  if  I  were  a  cut-throat,  and  an  abettor  of  bravoes  and 
assassinates  and  coupe- j arrets.  And  they  have  sent  soldiers 
here  to  abide  on  the  estate,  and  hunt  me  like  a  partridge  upon 
the  mountains,  as  Scripture  says  of  good  King  David,  or  like 
our  valiant  Sir  William  Wallace — not  that  I  bring  myself  into 
comparison  with  either.  I  thought,  when  I  heard  you  at  the 
door,  they  had  driven  the  auld  deer  to  his  den  at  last ;  and  so 
I  e'en  proposed  to  die  at  bay,  like  a  buck  of  the  first  head. 
But  now,  Janet,  canna  ye  gie  us  something  for  supper?" 

"  Ou  ay,  sir,  I'll  brander  the  moor-fowl  that  John  Heather- 
blutter brought  in  this  morning;  and  ye  see  puir  Davie's 
roasting  the  black  hen's  eggs.  I  daur  say,  Mr.  Wauverley, 
ye  never  kend  that  a'  the  eggs  that  were  sae  weel  roasted  at 
supper  in  the  Ha' -house  were  aye  turned  by  our  Davie? 
there's  no  the  like  o'  him  ony  gate  for  powtering  wi'  his 
fingers  amang  the  het  peat-ashes  and  roasting  eggs."  Davie 
all  this  while  lay  with  his  nose  almost  in  the  fire,  nuzzling 


WAVERLEY.  451 

among  the  ashes,  kicking  his  heels,  mumbling  to  himself, 
turning  the  eggs  as  they  lay  in  the  hot  embers,  as  if  to  con- 
fute the  proverb,  that  "  there  goes  reason  to  roasting  of  eggs, " 
and  justify  the  eulogium  which  poor  Janet  poured  out  upon 

Him  whom  she  loved,  her  idiot  boy. 

"Davie's  no  sae  silly  as  folk  tak  him  for,  Mr.  "VVauverley; 
he  wadna  hae  brought  you  here  unless  he  had  kend  ye  was  a 
friend  to  his  Honour ;  indeed  the  very  dogs  kend  ye,  Mr. 
"Wauverley,  for  ye  was  aye  kind  to  beast  and  body.  I  can 
tell  you  a  story  o'  Davie,  wi'  his  Honour's  leave.  His 
Honour,  ye  see,  being  under  hiding  in  thae  sair  times — the 
mair's  the  pity — he  lies  a'  day,  and  whiles  a'  night,  in  the 
cove  in  the  dern  hag;  but  though  it's  a  bieldy  eneugh  bit, 
and  the  auld  gudeman  o'  Corse-Cleugh  has  panged  it  wi'  a 
kenqtle  o'  strae  amaist,  yet  when  the  country's  quiet,  and  the 
night  very  cauld,  his  Honour  whiles  creeps  doun  here  to  get 
a  warm  at  the  ingle  and  a  sleep  amang  the  blankets,  and 
gangs  awa  in  the  morning.  And  so,  ae  morning,  siccan  a 
fright  as  1  got!  Twa  unlucky  red-coats  were  up  for  black- 
fishing,  or  some  siccan  ])l<)y — for  the  neb  o'  tliem's  never  out 
o'  mischief — and  they  just  got  a  glisk  o'  his  Honour  as  he  gaed 
into  the  wood,  and  bangt;d  aff  a  gun  at  him,  I  out  like  a  jer- 
falcon,  and  cried,  *  Wad  they  shoot  an  honest  woman's  poor 
innocent  bairn?"  And  I  fleyt  at  them,  and  threepit  it  was  my 
son;  and  tht^y  damned  and  swuir  at  me  tliat  it  was  the  auld 
rebel,  as  tlic  villains  ca'd  liis  Honour;  and  Davie  was  in  the 
wood,  and  heard  tlie  tuilzie,  and  he,  just  out  o'  his  ain  head, 
got  up  the  auld  grey  mantle  that  his  Honour  had  Hung  olf 
him  U)  gang  the  faster,  and  he  cam  out  o'  the  very  Hamo  bit  o' 
the  wood,  iiiajoriiig  and  looking  about  sat;  like  his  Honour, 
that  they  wei(!  clean  beguiled,  and  thought  they  had  letlen  aif 
their  giui  at  crack-brained  Sawney,  as  they  ca'  him ;  and  they 
gae  me  sax  pence,  and  twa  sauuion  fish,  to  say  naething  about 
it.  Na,  na,  Davie's  no  just  like  other  folk,  puir  fallow;  l)ut 
he's  no  sae  silly  as  folk  tak  him  for.  But,  tf)  be  sun^  how  can 
we  do  eneugh  for  his  Honour,  when  we  and  ours  have  lived (jn 
hia  ground  thia  twa  bundled  years ;  and  when  he  keepit  my 


462  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

puir  Jamie  at  school  and  college,  and  even  at  the  Ha' -house, 
till  he  gaed  to  a  better  place;  and  when  he  saved  me  frae 
being  ta'en  to  Perth  as  a  witch — Lord  forgi'e  them  that 
would  touch  sic  a  puir  silly  auld  body! — and  has  main- 
tained puir  Davie  at  heck  and  manger  maist  feck  o'  his 
life?" 

Waverley  at  length  found  an  opportunity  to  interrupt 
Janet's  narrative  by  an  inquiry  after  Miss  Bradwardine. 

"She's  well  and  safe,  thank  God!  at  the  Duchran,"  an- 
swered the  Baron  j  "the  laird's  distantly  related  to  us,  and 
more  nearly  to  my  chaplain,  Mr.  Kubrick ;  and,  though  he  be 
of  Whig  principles,  yet  he's  not  forgetful  of  auld  fi-iendship 
at  this  time.  The  Bailie's  doing  what  he  can  to  save  some- 
thing out  of  the  wreck  for  puir  Eose;  but  I  doubt,  I  doubt, 
I  shall  never  see  her  again,  for  I  maun  lay  my  banes  in  some 
far  country." 

"Hout  na,  your  Honour,"  said  old  Janet,  "ye  were  just  as 
ill  aff  in  the  feifteen,  and  got  the  bonnie  baronie  back,  an'  a'. 
And  now  the  eggs  is  ready,  and  the  muir-cock's  brandered, 
and  there's  ilk  ane  a  trencher  and  some  saut,  and  the  heel  o' 
the  white  loaf  that  cam  frae  the  Bailie's;  and  there* s  plenty 
o'  brandy  in  the  greybeard  that  Luckie  Maclearie  sent  doun, 
and  winna  ye  be  suppered  like  princes?" 

"  I  Avish  one  Prince,  at  least,  of  our  acquaintance  may 
be  no  worse  off,"  said  the  Baron  to  Waverley,  who  joined 
him  in  cordial  hopes  for  the  safety  of  the  unfortunate 
Chevalier. 

They  then  began  to  talk  of  their  future  prospects.  The 
Baron's  jjlan  was  veiy  simple.  It  was,  to  escape  to  France, 
where,  by  the  interest  of  his  friends,  he  hoped  to  get  some 
military  employment,  of  which  he  still  conceived  himself  ca- 
pable. He  invited  Waverley  to  go  with  him,  a  proposal  in 
which  he  acquiesced,  providing  the  interest  of  Colonel  Talbot 
should  fail  in  procuring  his  pardon.  Tacitly  he  hoped  the 
Baron  would  sanction  his  addresses  to  Rose,  and  give  him  a 
right  to  assist  him  in  his  exile ;  but  he  forbore  to  speak  on 
this  subject  until  his  own  fate  should  be  decided.  They  then 
talked  of  Glennaquoich,  for  whom  the  Baron  expressed  great 


WAVERLEY  463 

anxiety,  although,  he  observed,  he  was  "  the  very  Achiiles  of 
Horatius  Flaccus, 

Impiger,  iracundus,  inexorabilis,  acer  ; 

which, "  he  continued,  "  has  been  thus  rendered  (vernacularly), 
by  Struan  Robertson: 

A  fiery  etter-cap,  a  fractious  chiel, 

As  het  as  ginger,  and  as  stieve  as  steel." 

Flora  had  a  large  and  unqualified  share  of  the  good  old 
man's  sympathy. 

It  was  now  wearing  late.  Old  Janet  got  into  some  kind  of 
kennel  behind  the  hallan ;  Davie  hai  been  long  asleep  and 
snoring  between  Ban  and  Buscar.  These  dogs  had  followed 
him  to  the  hut  after  the  mansion-house  was  deserted,  and 
there  constantly  resided;  and  their  ferocity,  with  the  old 
woman's  reputation  of  being  a  witch,  contributed  a  good  deal 
to  keej)  visitors  from  the  glen.  With  this  view,  Bailie  JNIac- 
wheeble  provided  Janet  underhand  with  meal  for  their  main- 
tenance, and  also  with  little  articles  of  luxury  for  his  i)atron'3 
use,  in  supplying  which  much  precaution  was  necessarily 
used.  After  some  compliments,  the  Baron  occupied  his  usual 
couch,  and  Waverley  reclined  in  an  easy  chair  of  tattered  vel- 
vet, wliicli  had  once  garnished  the  state  bed-room  of  Tully- 
Veolan  (for  the  furniture  of  this  mansion  was  now  scattered 
through  all  the  cottages  in  the  vicinity),  and  went  to  sleep  aa 
comfortably  as  if  ho  had  been  in  a  bed  of  down. 


CJIAJTEU  LXV. 

MOKK    EXTLANATIONH. 


•WiTir  the  first  dawn  of  day,  old  -Janet  was  scuttling  about 
the  house  to  wake  the  Baron,  who  usually  slept  sound  and 
heavily. 

"  I  must  go  back,"  he  said  to  Waverley,  "to  my  cove;  will 
you  walk  down  the  glen  wi'  nie'"' 

They  went  out  together,  and  followed   a  narrow   and  eii* 


464  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

tangled  foot-path,  "which  the  occasional  passage  of  anglers  or 
wood-cutters  had  traced  by  the  side  of  the  stream.  Ou  their 
way  the  Baron  explained  to  Waverley  that  he  would  be  under 
no  danger  in  remaining  a  day  or  two  at  Tully-Veolan,  and 
even  in  being  seen  walking  about,  if  he  used  the  precaution  of 
pretending  that  he  was  looking  at  the  estate  as  agent  or  sur- 
veyor for  an  English  gentleman  who  designed  to  be  purchaser. 
"With  this  view  he  recommended  to  him  to  visit  the  Bailie, 
who  still  lived  at  the  factor's  house,  called  Little  Veolan, 
about  a  mile  from  the  village,  though  he  was  to  remove  at 
next  term.  Stanley's  passport  would  be  an  answer  to  the 
officer  who  commanded  the  military;  and  as  to  any  of  the 
country  people  who  might  recognise  Waverley,  the  Baron  as- 
sured him  he  was  in  no  danger  of  being  betrayed  by  them. 

"I  beleive,"  said  the  old  man,  "half  the  people  of  the 
barony  know  that  their  poor  auld  laird  is  somewhere  here- 
about ;  for  I  see  they  do  not  suffer  a  single  bairn  to  come  here 
a  bird-nesting ;  a  practice  whilk,  when  I  was  in  full  posses- 
sion of  my  power  as  baron,  I  was  unable  totally  to  inhibit. 
Nay,  I  often  lind  bits  of  things  in  my  way,  that  the  poor 
bodies,  God  help  them !  leave  there,  because  they  think  they 
may  be  useful  to  me.  I  hope  they  will  get  a  wiser  master, 
and  as  kind  a  one  as  I  was." 

A  natural  sigh  closed  the  sentence;  but  the  quiet  equa- 
nimity with  which  the  Baron  endured  his  misfortunes  had 
something  in  it  venerable  and  even  sublime.  There  was  no 
fruitless  repining,  no  turbid  melancholy;  he  bore  his  lot,  and 
the  hardships  which  it  involved,  with  a  good-humoured, 
though  serious  composure,  and  used  no  violent  language 
against  the  prevailing  jjarty. 

"  I  did  what  I  thought  my  duty,"  said  the  good  old  man, 
"  and  questionless  they  are  doing  what  they  think  theirs.  It 
grieves  me  sometimes  to  look  upon  these  blackened  walls  "of 
the  house  of  my  ancestors;  but  doubtless  officers  cannot  al- 
ways keep  the  soldier's  hand  from  depredation  and  spuilzie; 
and  Gustavus  Adolphus  himself,  as  ye  may  read  in  Colonel 
Munro  his  Expedition  with  the  Worthy  Scotch  Regiment  called 
Mackay's  Regiment,  did  often  permit  it.     Indeed  I  have  my- 


WAVERLEY.  465 

self  seen  as  sad  sights  as  Tully-Veolan  now  is  when  I  served 
with  the  Marechal  Duke  of  Berwick.  To  be  sure  we  may  say 
with  Virgilius  Maro,  Fuirmis  Troes — and  there's  the  end  of 
an  auld  sang.  But  houses  and  families  and  men  have  a'  stood 
lang  eneugh  when  they  have  stood  till  they  fall  with  honour  j 
and  now  I  have  gotten  a  house  that  is  not  unlike  a  domus 
tdtima" — they  were  now  standing  below  a  steep  rock.  '*  We 
poor  Jacobites,"  continued  the  Baron,  looking  up,  "are  now 
like  the  conies  in  Holy  Scripture  (which  the  great  traveller 
Poeocke  calleth  Jerboa),  a  feeble  people,  that  make  our  abode 
in  the  rocks.  So,  fare  you  well,  my  good  lad,  till  we  meet  at 
Janet's  in  the  even ;  for  I  mus  get  into  my  Patmos,  which  is 
no  easy  matter  for  my  auld  stiff  limbs." 

With  that  he  began  to  ascend  the  rock,  striding,  with  the 
help  of  his  hands,  from  one  precarious  footstep  to  another, 
till  he  got  about  half-way  up,  where  two  or  three  bushes  con- 
cealed the  mouth  of  a  hole,  resembling  an  oven,  into  which 
the  Baron  insinuated,  first  his  head  and  shoulders,  and  then, 
by  slow  gradation,  the  rest  of  his  long  body;  his  legs  and  feet 
finally  disappearing,  coiled  up  like  a  huge  snake  entering  his 
retreat,  or  a  long  pedigree  introduced  with  care  and  difficulty 
mUi  the  narrow  pigeoii-liolo  of  an  old  cabinet.  Waverley  had 
the  curiosity  to  clamber  up  and  look  in  upon  him  in  liis  den, 
as  the  lurking-place  miglit  well  be  termed.  Ui)on  the  whole, 
he  looked  not  unlike  that  ingenious  puzzle  called  "a  reel  in  a 
Ixjttle, "  tlie  marvel  of  children  (and  of  some  grown  people 
too,  myself  for  one),  who  can  neither  comprehend  the  mystery 
how  it  h.'w  got  in  or  how  it  is  to  be  taken  out.  Tlio  cave  was 
very  narrow,  too  1(jw  in  the  roof  to  admit  of  his  standing,  or 
almost  of  his  sitting  up,  though  he  made  some  awkward  at- 
temjjts  at  the  latter  posture.  His  soU;  amusement  was  the 
perusal  of  his  old  friend  Titus  Livius,  varied  by  occasionally 
scratching  Latin  proverbs  and  texts  of  Scripture  with  hia 
knife  on  the  roof  and  walls  of  his  fortalice,  which  were  of 
sandstone.  As  the  eavo  wafl  dry,  and  fdled  with  clean  straw 
and  withered  fern,  "it  mafle,"  as  hn  said,  coiling  himself  up 
with  an  airof  snugness  and  comfort  which  contnusted  strangely 
with  his  situation,  "  unless  when  the  wind  waa  due  north,  a 
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466  WAVEliLEY  NOVELS. 

very  passable  gite  for  an  old  soldier."  Neither,  as  he  ob- 
served, was  he  without  sentries  for  the  purpose  of  recon- 
noitring. Davie  and  his  mother  were  constantly  on  the  watch 
to  discover  and  avert  danger;  and  it  was  singular  what 
instances  of  address  seemed  dictated  by  the  instinctive  at- 
tachment of  the  poor  simpleton  when  his  patron's  safety  was 
concerned. 

"With  Janet,  Edward  now  sought  an  interview.  He  had 
recognised  her  at  first  sight  as  the  old  woman  who  had  nursed 
him  during  his  sickness  after  his  delivery  from  Gifted  Gil- 
fillan.  The  hut  also,  though  a  little  repaired  and  somewhat 
better  furnished,  Avas  certainly  the  place  of  his  confinement; 
and  he  now  recollected  on  the  common  moor  of  Tully-Yeolan 
the  trunk  of  a  large  decayed  tree,  called  the  trysting-tree, 
which  he  had  no  doubt  was  the  same  at  which  the  Highlanders 
rendezvoused  on  that  memorable  night.  All  this  he  had  com- 
bined in  his  imagination  the  night  before;  but  reasons  which 
may  probably  occur  to  the  reader  prevented  him  from  cate- 
chising Janet  in  the  presence  of  the  Baron. 

He  now  commenced  the  task  in  good  earnest;  and  the  first 
question  was,  Who  was  the  young  lady  that  visited  the  hut 
during  his  illness?  Janet  paused  for  a  little;  and  then  ob- 
served, that  to  keep  the  secret  now  would  neither  do  good  nor 
ill  to  anybody. 

"  It  was  just  a  leddy  that  hasna  her  equal  in  the  world — 
Miss  Rose  Bradwardine!" 

"  Then  Miss  Rose  was  probably  also  the  author  of  my  de 
liverance,"  inferred  Waverley,  delighted  at  the  confirmation 
of  an  idea  which  local  circumstances  had  already  induced  him 
to  entertain. 

"I  wot  well,  Mr.  Wauverley,  and  that  was  she  e'en;  but 
sair,  sair  angry  and  affronted  wad  she  hae  been,  puir  thing, 
if  she  had  thought  ye  had  been  ever  to  ken  a  word  about  the 
matter;  for  she  gar'd  me  speak  aye  Gaelic  when  ye  was  in 
hearmg,  to  make  ye  trow  we  were  in  the  Hielands.  I  can 
speak  it  well  eneugh,  for  my  mother  was  a  Hieland  woman." 

A  few  more  questions  now  brought  out  the  whole  mystery 
respecting  Waverley' s  deliverance  from  the  bondage  in  which 


WAVERLEY.  467 

lie  left  Cairnvreekan.  Never  did  music  sound  sweeter  to  an 
amateur  than  the  drowsy  tautology  with  which  old  Janet  de- 
tailed every  circumstance  thrilled  upon  the  ears  of  Waverley. 
But  my  reader  is  not  a  lover,  and  I  must  spare  his  patience, 
"by  attempting  to  condense  within  reasonable  compass  the  nar- 
rative which  old  Janet  spread  through  a  harangue  of  nearly 
two  hours. 

When  Waverley  communicated  to  Fergus  the  letter  he  had 
received  from  Kose  Bradwai'dine  by  Davie  Gellatley,  giving 
an  account  of  Tully-Veolan  being  occupied  by  a  small  party  of 
soldiers,  that  circumstance  had  struck  upon  the  busy  and 
active  mind  of  the  Chieftain.  Eager  to  distress  and  narrow 
the  posts  of  the  enemy,  desirous  to  prevent  their  establishing 
a  garrison  so  near  him,  and  willing  also  to  oblige  the  Baron — 
for  he  often  had  the  idea  of  marriage  with  Rose  floating 
through  his  brain — he  resolved  to  send  some  of  his  people  to 
drive  out  the  red-coats  and  to  bring  Rose  to  Glennaquoich. 
But  just  as  he  had  ordered  Evan  with  a  small  party  on  this 
duty,  the  news  of  Cope's  having  marched  into  the  Highlands, 
to  meet  and  disperse  the  forces  of  the  Chevalier  ere  they  came 
to  a  head,  obliged  him  to  join  the  standard  with  his  whole 
forces. 

He  sent  to  order  Donald  Bean  to  attend  him ;  but  that  cau- 
tious freebooter,  who  well  understood  the  value  of  a  separate 
command,  instead  of  joining,  sent  various  apologies  which 
the  pressure  of  the  times  compelled  Fergus  to  admit  as  cur- 
rent, though  not  without  the  internal  resolution  of  being  re- 
venged on  him  for  his  procrastination,  time  and  place  con- 
venient. However,  as  he  could  not  amend  the  m.atter,  he 
issued  orders  to  Donald  txi  descend  int«  the  Low  Country, 
drive  the  aoldiprs  from  Tully-Veolan,  and,  paying  all  respect 
to  the  mansion  of  thn  l'»aron,  to  take  his  abode  somewhere 
near  it,  for  protection  of  hi.s  daughter  and  family,  and  to 
harass  and  drive  away  any  of  the  armed  volunteers  or  small 
partips  of  military  whicli  he  might  find  moving  about  the 
vicinity. 

As  this  charge  formed  a  sort  of  roving  eommission,  which 
Donald  proposed  to  interpret  in  the  way  most  advantageous  to 


458  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

himself,  as  he  was  relieved  from  the  immediate  terrors  of 
Fergus,  and  as  he  had,  from  former  secret  services,  some  inte- 
rest in  the  councils  of  the  Chevalier,  he  resolved  to  make  hay 
while  the  sun  shone.  He  achieved  without  difi&culty  the  task 
of  driving  the  soldiers  from  Tully-Veolan ;  but,  although  he 
did  not  venture  to  encroach  upon  the  interior  of  the  family,  or 
to  disturb  Miss  Eose,  being  unwilling  to  make  himself  a  pow- 
erfid  enemy  in  the  Chevalier's  army. 

For  well  he  knew  the  Baron's  wrath  was  deadly ; 

yet  he  set  about  to  raise  contributions  and  exactions  upon  th« 
tenantry,  and  otherwise  to  turn  the  war  to  his  own  advantage. 
Meanwhile  he  mounted  the  white  cockade,  and  waited  upon 
Rose  with  a  pretext  of  great  devotion  for  the  service  in  which 
her  father  was  engaged,  and  many  apologies  for  the  freedom 
he  must  necessarily  use  for  the  support  of  his  people.  It  was 
at  this  moment  that  Rose  learned,  by  open-mouthed  fame, 
with  all  sorts  of  exaggeration,  that  Waverley  had  killed  the 
smith  at  Cairn vreckan,  in  an  attempt  to  arrest  him ;  had  been 
cast  into  a  dungeon  by  Major  Melville  of  Cairn  vreckan,  and 
was  to  be  executed  by  martial  law  within  three  days.  In  the 
agony  which  these  tidings  excited,  she  proposed  to  Donald 
Bean  the  rescue  of  the  prisoner.  It  was  the  very  sort  of  ser- 
vice which  he  was  desirous  to  undertake,  judging  it  might 
constitute  a  merit  of  such  a  nature  as  would  make  amends 
for  any  peccadilloes  which  he  might  be  guilty  of  in  the  coun- 
try. He  had  the  art,  however,  pleading  all  the  while  duty 
and  discipline,  to  hold  off,  until  poor  Rose,  in  the  extremity 
of  her  distress,  offered  to  bribe  him  to  the  enterprise  with 
some  valuable  jewels  which  had  been  her  mother's. 

Donald  Bean,  who  had  served  in  France,  knew,  and  per- 
haps over-estimated,  the  value  of  these  trinkets.  But  he  also 
perceived  Rose's  apprehension  of  its  being  discovered  that 
she  had  parted  with  her  jewels  for  Waverley's  liberation. 
Resolved  this  scruple  should  not  part  him  and  the  treasure, 
he  voluntarily  offered  to  take  an  oath  that  he  would  never 
mention  Miss  Rose's  share  in  the  transaction;  and,  foreseeing 
convenience  in  keeping  the  oath  and  no  probable  advantage 


WAVERLEY.  459 

in  breaking  it,  he  took  the  engagement — in  order,  as  he  told 
his  lieutenant,  to  deal  handsomely  by  the  young  lady — in  the 
only  mode  and  form  which,  by  a  mental  paction  with  himself, 
he  considered  as  binding ;  he  swore  secrecy  upon  his  drawn 
dirk.  He  was  the  more  especially  moved  to  this  act  of  good 
faith  by  some  attentions  that  Miss  Bradwardine  showed  to  his 
daughter  Alice,  which,  while  they  gained  the  heart  of  the 
moimtain  damsel,  highly  gratified  the  pride  of  her  father. 
Alice,  who  could  now  si>eak  a  little  English,  was  very  com- 
municative in  return  for  Rose's  kindness,  readily  confided  to 
her  the  whole  pap(^is  respecting  the  intrigue  with  Gardiner's 
regiment,  of  which  she  Avas  the  depositary,  and  as  readily  un- 
detrook,  at  her  instance,  to  restore  them  to  Waverley  without 
her  father's  knowledge.  "  For  they  may  oblige  the  bonnie 
young  lady  and  the  handsome  young  gentleman,"  said  Alice, 
"and  what  use  has  my  father  for  a  whin  bits  o'  scarted 
paper?" 

The  reader  is  aware  that  she  took  an  opportunity  of  exe- 
cuting this  purpose  on  the  eve  of  Waverley's  leaving  the  glen. 

How  Donald  executed  his  enterprise  the  reader  is  aware. 
But  the  expulsion  of  tlie  military  from  Tully-Veolan  had  given 
alarm,  and  while  he  was  lying  in  wait  for  Gilfillan,  a  strong 
party,  such  as  Donald  did  not  care  to  face,  was  sent  to  drive 
Lack  tlie  insurgents  in  their  turn,  to  encamp  there,  and  to  pro- 
tect the  country.  Tlie  officer,  a  gentleman  and  a  disciplina- 
rian, iieitlier  intruded  iiiiiisclf  on  Miss  Bradwardine,  whose 
nnj)rotccted  situation  ho  r('s])ected,  nor  permitted  his  soldiora 
to  commit  any  l)reaoh  of  discipline.  He  formed  a  little  camp 
npon  an  eminence  near  the  house  of  Tully-Veolan,  and  i>laced 
proper  guards  at  tlie  passes  in  the  vicinity.  Tliis  unwelcome 
news  readied  Donald  J'wan  Lean  as  he  was  returning  to  Tully- 
Veolan.  Determined,  however,  to  obtain  the  guerdon  of  his 
labour,  he  resolved,  since  ayijiroach  to  Tully-Veolan  Avas  im- 
possible, to  deposit  his  prisoner  in  Janet's  cottage,  a  place  the 
very  existence  c)f  Avliich  could  hardly  have  been  8ua])ected  even 
hy  those  who  had  long  lived  in  the  vicinity,  unless  they  had 
been  guided  thither,  and  wliich  was  utterly  unkno-wn  to  Wa- 
verley himself.     This  effected,  he  claimed  and  received  his 


460  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

reward.  Waverley's  illness  was  an  event  which  deranged  all 
their  calculations.  Donald  was  obliged  to  leave  the  neighbor- 
hood with  his  people,  and  to  seek  more  free  course  for  his  ad- 
ventures elsewhere.  At  Rose's  earnest  entreaty,  he  left  au 
old  man,  a  herbalist,  who  was  supposed  to  imderstand  a  little 
of  medicine,  to  attend  Waverley  during  his  illness. 

In  the  mean  while,  new  and  fearful  doubts  started  in  Rose's 
mind.  They  were  suggested  by  old  Janet,  who  insisted  that, 
a  reward  having  been  offered  for  the  apprehension  of  Wa- 
verley, and  his  own  personal  effects  being  so  valuable,  there 
was  no  saying  to  what  breach  of  faith  Donald  might  be 
tempted.  In  an  agony  of  grief  and  terror.  Rose  took  the  dar- 
ing resolution  of  explaining  to  the  Prince  himself  the  danger 
in  which  Mr.  Waverley  stood,  judging  that,  both  as  a  politi- 
cian and  a  man  of  honour  and  humanity,  Charles  Edward 
would  interest  himself  to  prevent  his  falling  into  the  hands  of 
the  opposite  party.  This  letter  she  at  first  thought  of  send- 
ing anonymously,  but  naturally  feared  it  would  not  in  that 
case  be  credited.  She  therefore  subscribed  her  name,  though 
with  reluctance  and  terror,  and  consigned  it  in  charge  to  a 
young  man  who,  at  leaving  his  farm  to  join  the  Chevalier's 
army,  made  it  his  petition  to  her  to  have  some  sort  of  creden- 
tials to  the  adventurer,  from  whom  he  hoped  to  obtain  a  com- 
mission. 

The  letter  reached  C'harles  Edward  on  his  descent  to  the 
Lowlands,  and,  aware  of  the  political  importance  of  having 
it  supposed  that  lie  was  in  correspondence  with  the  English 
Jacobites,  he  caused  the  most  positive  orders  to  be  trans- 
mitted to  Donald  Bean  Lean  to  transmit  Waverley,  safe  and 
uninjured,  in  person  or  effects,  to  the  governor  of  Doune  Cas- 
tle. The  freebooter  durst  not  disobey,  for  the  army  of  the 
Prince  was  now  so  near  him  that  punishment  might  have  fol- 
lowed; besides,  he  was  a  politician  as  well  as  a  robber,  and 
was  unwilling  to  cancel  the  interest  created  through  former 
secret  services  by  being  refractory  on  this  occasion.  He 
therefore  made  a  virtue  of  necessity,  and  transmitted  orders 
to  his  lieutenant  to  convey  Edward  to  Doune,  which  was 
safely  accomplished  in  the  mode  mentioned  in  a  former  chap- 


WAVERLEY.  461 

ter.  The  governor  of  Doune  was  directed  to  send  him  to 
Edinburgh  as  a  prisoner,  because  the  Prince  was  apprehensive 
that  Waverley,  if  set  at  liberty,  might  have  resumed  his  pur- 
pose of  returning  to  England,  without  affording  him  an  op- 
portunity of  a  personal  interview.  In  this,  indeed,  he  acted 
by  the  advice  of  the  Chieftain  of  Glennaquoich,  with  whom 
it  may  be  remembered  the  Chevalier  communicated  upon  the 
mode  of  disposing  of  Edward,  though  without  telling  him  how 
he  came  to  learn  the  place  of  his  confinement. 

This,  indeed,  Charles  Edward  considered  as  a  lady's  se- 
cret; for  although  Rose's  letter  was  couched  in  the  most  cau- 
tious and  general  terms,  and  professed  to  be  written  merely 
from  motives  of  humanity  and  zeal  for  the  Prince's  service, 
yet  she  expressed  so  anxious  a  wish  that  she  should  not  be 
kjiown  to  have  interfered,  that  the  Chevalier  was  induced  to 
suspect  the  deep  interest  which  she  took  in  Waverley's  safety. 
This  conjecture,  which  was  well  founded,  led,  however,  to 
false  inferences.  For  the  emotion  which  Edward  displayed 
on  aj^proacliing  Flora  and  Rose  at  the  ball  of  Holy  rood  was 
placed  by  the  Chevalier  to  the  account  of  the  latter ;  and  ha 
conohided  that  the  Baron's  views  about  the  settlement  of  his 
property,  or  some  such  obstacle,  thwarted  their  mutual  incli- 
nations. Common  fame,  it  is  true,  frequently  gave  Waverley 
to  iMiss  Mac-Ivor;  but  the  ]*rince  knew  that  common  fame  is 
very  jjrodigal  in  such  gifts;  and,  watching  attentively  the  be- 
haviour of  the  ladies  towards  Waverley,  he  had  no  doubt  that 
tlie  young  Englishman  had  no  interest  with  Flora,  and  was 
beloved  by  Rose  liradwardine.  Desirous  to  bind  Waverley 
to  his  service,  and  wishing  also  to  do  a  kind  and  friendly 
atition,  th(!  I'rince  next  a.ssailed  tlie  I?aron  on  the  subject  of 
settling  liis  estate  u\Hm  his  daugliter.  Mr.  Hradwardine 
ac(iui«!sced;  l)ut  tlie  consequence  was  that  Fergus  was  imme- 
diately induced  tf>  prefer  his  double  suit  for  a  wife  and  an 
earldom,  wliicli  the  Prince  rejected  in  the  manner  we  have 
seen.  The  Chevalier,  constantly  engaged  in  his  own  multi- 
plied affairs,  had  not  hitherto  sought  any  explanation  with 
Waverley,  thou^^h  often  meaning  to  do  so.  But  after  FergiLs's 
declaiatioii  he  saw  the  ueceaaity  of  appearing  neutral  betwee» 


462  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

the  rivals,  devoutly  hoping  that  the  matter,  which  now 
seemed  fraught  with  the  seeds  of  strife,  might  be  permitted 
to  lie  over  till  the  termination  of  the  expedition.  When,  on 
the  march  to  Derby,  Fergus,  being  questioned  concerning  his 
quarrel  with  Waverley,  alleged  as  the  cause  that  Edward  was 
desirous  of  retracting  the  suit  he  had  made  to  his  sister,  the 
Chevalier  plainly  told  him  that  he  had  himself  observed  Miss 
Mac-Ivor's  behaviour  to  Waverley,  and  that  he  was  convinced 
Fergus  was  under  the  influence  of  a  mistake  in  judging  of 
Waverley's  conduct,  who,  he  had  every  reason  to  l)elieve,  was 
engaged  to  Miss  Bradwardine.  The  quarrel  which  ensued  be- 
tween Edward  and  the  Chieftain  is,  I  hope,  still  in  the  re- 
membrance of  the  reader.  These  circumstances  will  serve  to 
explain  such  pohits  of  our  narrative  as,  according  to  the  cus- 
tom of  storj'^-tellers,  we  deemed  it  fit  to  leave  unexplained,  for 
the  purpose  of  exciting  the  reader's  curiosity. 

When  Janet  had  once  finished  the  leading  facts  of  this 
narrative,  Waverley  was  easily  enabled  to  apply  the  clue 
which  they  alforded  to  other  mazes  of  the  labyrinth  in  which 
he  had  been  engaged.  To  Kose  Bradwardine,  then,  he  owed 
the  life  which  he  now  thought  he  could  willingly  have  laid 
down  to  serve  her.  A  little  reflection  convinced  him,  how- 
ever, that  to  live  for  her  sake  was  more  convenient  and  agree- 
able, and  that,  being  possessed  of  independence,  she  might 
share  it  with  him  either  in  foreign  coim tries  or  in  his  own. 
The  pleasure  of  being  allied  to  a  man  of  the  Baron's  high 
worth,  and  who  was  so  much  valued  by  his  luicle  Sir  Everard, 
was  also  an  agreeable  consideration,  had  anything  been  want- 
ing to  recommendf  the  match.  His  absurdities,  which  had 
appeared  grotesquely  ludicrous  during  his  prosperity,  seemed, 
in  the  sunset  of  his  fortune,  to  be  harmonised  and  assimilated 
with  the  noble  features  of  his  character,  so  as  to  add  pecu- 
liarity without  exciting  ridicule.  His  mind  occupied  with 
such  projects  of  future  happiness,  Edward  sought  Little  Veo» 
Ian,  the  habitation  of  Mr.  Duncan  Macwheebie. 


WAVERLEY,  ^3 


CHAPTER  LXVI. 

Now  is  Cupid  a  child  of  conscience — he  makes  restitution. 

Shakspeabi. 

Mr.  Duncan  Macwheeble,  no  longer  Commissary  or  Bai- 
lie, though  still  enjoying  the  empty  name  of  the  latter  dignity, 
had  escaped  proscription  by  an  early  secession  from  the  in- 
surgent party  and  by  his  insignificance. 

Edward  found  him  in  his  office,  immersed  among  papers 
and  accounts.  Before  him  was  a  large  bicker  of  oatmeal  por- 
ridge, and  at  the  side  thereof  a  horn  spoon  and  a  bottle  of 
two-penny.  Eagerly  rmining  his  eye  over  a  voluminous  law- 
paper,  he  from  time  to  time  shovelled  an  immense  spoonful  of 
these  nutritive  viands  into  his  capacious  mouth.  A  pot-bel- 
lied Dutch  lx)ttle  of  brandy  which  stood  by  intimated  either 
that  this  honest  limb  of  the  law  had  taken  his  vioniing  al- 
ready, or  that  he  meant  to  season  his  porridge  with  such  di- 
gestive; or  perhaps  both  circumstances  might  reasonably  be 
inferred.  His  night-cap  and  morning  -  gown  had  whilome 
been  of  tartan,  but,  equally  cautious  and  frugal,  the  honest 
Bailie  had  got  them  dyed  black,  lest  their  original  ill-omened 
colour  might  remind  liis  visitors  of  his  unlucky  excursion  to 
Derby.  To  sum  up  the  picture,  his  face  was  daubed  with 
snuff  up  to  tlie  eyes,  and  his  fingers  with  ink  up  to  tlie 
knuckles.  He  looked  dubiously  at  Waverloy  as  he  ai)proached 
the  little  gi-eeu  rail  which  fenced  his  desk  and  stool  from  the 
approiich  of  the  vulgar.  Nothing  could  give  the  Bailie  more 
annoyance  than  tlie  idea  of  his  acquaintant^e  being  claimed  by 
any  of  the  unfortunate  gentlemen  who  were  now  so  nuich 
more  likely  \m  need  a.ssistan(;e  than  to  afford  profit.  But  this 
was  the  rich  young  Englishman ;  who  knew  what  might  be  his 
situation?  He  was  the  Baron's  friend  too;  what  was  to  be 
done? 

While  these  reflections  gave  an  air  of  absurd  perplexity  to 
the  poor  man's  visage,  Waverley,  reflecting  on  the  communi- 
cation he  was  about  to  make  to  him,  of  a  nature  so  ridiculously 


464  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

coutrasted  with  the  appearance  of  the  individual,  could  not 
help  bursting  out  a-laughing,  as  he  checked  the  propensity  to 
exclaim  with  Syphax — 

Cato's  a  proper  person  to  intrust 
A  love-tale  with. 

As  Mr.  Macwheeble  had  no  idea  of  any  person  laughing 
heartily  who  was  either  encircled  by  peril  or  oppressed  by 
poverty,  the  hilarity  of  Edward's  countenance  greatly  re- 
lieved the  embarrassment  of  his  own,  and,  giving  him  a  toler- 
ably hearty  welcome  to  Little  Veolan,  he  asked  what  he  woidd 
choose  for  breakfast.  His  visitor  had,  in  the  first  place, 
something  for  his  private  ear,  and  begged  leave  to  bolt  the 
door.  Dimcan  by  no  means  liked  this  precaution,  which  sa- 
voured of  danger  to  be  apprehended ;  but  he  could  not  now 
di-aw  back. 

Convinced  he  might  trust  this  man,  as  he  could  make  it  his 
interest  to  be  faithful,  Edward  communicated  his  present 
situation  and  future  schemes  to  Macwheeble.  The  wily  agent 
listened  with  apprehension  when  he  found  Waverley  was  stUl 
in  a  state  of  proscription ;  was  somewhat  comforted  by  learn- 
ing that  he  had  a  passport ;  rubbed  his  hands  with  glee  when 
he  mentioned  the  amount  of  his  present  fortune ;  opened  huge 
eyes  when  he  heard  the  brilliancy  of  his  future  expectations; 
but  when  he  expressed  his  intention  to  share  them  with  Miss 
Hose  Bradwardine,  ecstasy  had  almost  deprived  the  honest 
man  of  his  senses.  The  Bailie  started  from  his  three-footed 
stool  like  the  Pythoness  from  her  tripod ;  flung  his  best  wig 
out  of  the  window,  because  the  block  on  which  it  was  placed 
stood  in  the  way  of  his  career ;  chucked  his  cap  to  the  ceiling, 
caught  it  as  it  fell;  whistled  " Tullochgorum" ;  danced  a 
Highland  fling  with  inimitable  grace  and  agility,  and  then 
threw  himself  exhausted  into  a  chair,  exclaiming,  "  Lady 
Wauverley!  ten  thousand  a-year  the  least  penny  1  Lord  pre- 
serve my  poor  understanding!" 

"  Amen  with  all  my  heart, "  said  Waverley ;  "  but  now,  Mr. 
Macwheeble,  let  us  proceed  to  business."  This  word  had 
somewhat  a  sedative  effect,  but  the  Bailie's  head,  as  he  ex- 
pressed himself,   was  still  "in  the  bees."     He  mended  his 


WAVERLEY.  465 

pen,  however,  marked  half  a  dozen  sheets  of  paper  with  au 
ample  marginal  fold,  whipped  down  Dallas  of  St.  Martin's 
Styles  from  a  sheK,  where  that  venerable  work  roosted  with 
Stair's  Institutions,  Dirleton's  Doubts,  Balfour's  Practiques, 
and  a  parcel  of  old  account-books,  opened  the  volume  at  the 
article  Contract  of  Marriage,  and  prepared  to  make  what  he 
called  a  "  sma'  minute  to  prevent  parties  f rae  resiling. " 

With  some  difficulty  Waverley  made  him  comprehend  that 
he  was  going  a  little  too  fast.  He  explained  to  him  that  he 
should  want  his  assistance,  in  the  first  place,  to  make  his  res- 
idence safe  for  tlie  time,  by  writing  to  the  officer  at  Tully- 
Veolan  that  Mr.  Stanley,  an  English  gentleman  nearly  related 
to  Colonel  Talbot,  was  u])on  a  visit  of  business  at  Mr.  Mac- 
wheeble's,  and,  knowing  the  state  of  the  country,  has  sent  his 
passport  for  Captain  Foster's  inspection.  This  produced  a 
polite  answer  from  the  officer,  with  an  invitation  to  Mr.  Stan- 
ley to  dine  with  him,  which  was  declined  (as  may  easily  be 
8upiX)sed)  under  pretence  of  business. 

Waverley's  next  recpiest  was,  that  Mr.  Macwheeble  would 

despatch  a  man  and  horse  to ,  the  post-town  at  which 

Colonel  Tall)Ot  was  to  address  him,  with  directions  to  wait 
there  until  the  jx>st  should  bring  a  letter  for  Mr.  Stanley,  and 
then  to  fcjrward  it  to  Little  Veolan  with  all  speed.  In  a  mo- 
ment the  liailie  was  in  search  of  his  apprentice  (or  servitor, 
as  he  was  called  Sixty  Years  since),  Jock  Scriever,  and  in  not 
mudi  greater  space  of  time  Jock  was  on  the  back  of  the  white 
pony. 

"Take  care  ye  guide  him  well,  sir,  for  he's  aye  been  short 
in  the  wind  since — ahem — Lord  be  gudo  to  me!  (in  a  low 
voice),  I  wa.s  gaun  to  come  out  wi' — since  I  rode  whi])  and 
spur  Ui  fetxih  tlie  (!hevalier  to  redd  Mr.  Wanverley  and  Vich 
lati  Volir;  and  an  uncanny  couj)  I  gat  for  my  j)ains.  Lord 
forgie  your  honour!  1  might  liae  broken  my  neck;  but  troth 
it  was  in  a  venture,  mae  ways  nor  ane;  but  this  maks  amends 
for  a'.  Lady  Wauverleyl  ten  thousand  a-year!  Lord  be 
gude  imto  me!" 

"  Hut  y(;u  forget,  Mr.  Macwheeble,  we  want  the  Baron's 
consent — the  lady's " 


466  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"  Never  fear,  I'se  be  caution  for  them ;  I'se  gie  you  my 
personal  warrandice.  Ten  thousand  a-year!  it  dings  Balma- 
whapple  out  and  out — a  year's  rent's  worth  a'  Balmawhap- 
ple,  fee  and  life-rent!     Lord  make  us  thankful!" 

To  turn  the  current  of  his  feelings,  Edward  inquired  if  he 
had  heard  anything  lately  of  the  Chieftain  of  Glennaquoich. 

"  Not  one  word, "  answered  Macwheeble,  *'  but  that  he  was 
still  in  Carlisle  Castle,  and  was  soon  to  be  panelled  for  his 
life.  I  dinna  wish  the  young  gentleman  ill,"  he  said,  "but  I 
hope  that  they  that  hae  got  him  will  keep  him,  and  no  let 
him  back  to  this  Hieland  border  to  plague  us  wi'  black-mail 
and  a'  manner  o'  violent,  wrongous,  and  masterfu'  oppres- 
sion and  spoliation,  both  by  himself  and  others  of  his  caus- 
ing, sending,  and  hounding  out ;  and  he  could  na  tak  care  o' 
the  siller  when  he  had  gotten  it  neither,  but  flung  it  a'  into 
yon  idle  quean's  lap  at  Edinburgh;  but  light  come  light  gane. 
Eor  my  pai-t,  I  never  wish  to  see  a  kilt  in  the  country  again, 
nor  a  red-coat,  nor  a  gim,  for  that  matter,  unless  it  were  to 
shoot  a  paitrick ;  they're  a'  tarr'd  wi'  ae  stick.  And  when 
they  have  done  ye  wrang,  even  when  ye  hae  gotten  decreet  of 
spuilzie,  oppression,  and  violent  profits  against  them,  what 
better  are  ye?  They  haena  aplack  to  pay  ye;  ye  need  never 
extraxjt  it." 

With  such  discourse,  and  the  intervening  topics  of  business, 
the  time  passed  imtil  dinner,  Macwheeble  meanwhile  promis- 
ing to  devise  some  mode  of  introducing  Edward  at  the 
Duchran,  where  Rose  at  present  resided,  without  risk  of 
danger  or  suspicion ;  which  seemed  no  very  easy  task,  since 
the  laird  was  a  very  zealous  friend  to  government.  The 
poultry-yard  had  been  laid  under  requisition,  and  cockyleeky 
and  Scotch  collops  soon  reeked  in  the  Bailie's  little  parlour. 
The  landlord's  corkscrew  was  just  introduced  into  the  muzzle 
of  a  pint  bottle  of  claret  (cribbed  possibly  from  the  cellars  of 
Tully-Veolan),  when  the  sight  of  the  grey  pony  passing  the 
window  at  full  trot  induced  the  Bailie,  but  with  due  precau- 
tion, to  place  it  aside  for  the  moment.  Enter  Jack  Scriever 
with  a  packet  for  Mr.  Stanley;  it  is  Colonel  Talbot's  seal, 
and  Edward's  fingers  tremble  as  he  undoes  it.     Two  official 


WAVERLEY.  467 

papers,  folded,  signed,  and  sealed  in  all  formality,  drop  out. 
They  were  hastily  picked  up  by  the  Bailie,  who  had  a  natural 
respect  for  everything  resembling  a  deed,  and,  glancing  slily 
on  theii-  titles,  his  eyes,  or  rather  spectacles,  are  greeted  with 
"  Protection  by  his  Royal  Highness  to  the  person  of  CosmO' 
Comyne  Bradwardine,  Esq.,  of  that  ilk,  commonly  called 
Baron  of  Bradwardine,  forfeited  for  his  accession  to  the  late 
rebellion. "  The  other  proxies  to  be  a  protection  of  the  same 
tenor  in  favour  of  Edward  Waverley,  Esq,  Colonel  Talbot's 
letter  was  in  these  words : 

"  My  Dear  Edward  : 

"  I  am  just  arrived  here,  and  yet  I  have  finished  my  busi- 
ness ;  it  has  cost  me  some  trouble  though,  as  you  shall  hear. 
I  waited  upon  his  Royal  Highness  immediately  on  my  arrival, 
and  found  him  in  no  very  good  humour  for  my  purpose. 
Three  or  four  Scotch  gentlemen  were  just  leaving  his  levee. 
After  he  had  expressed  himself  to  me  very  courteously; 
*  Would  you  think  it, '  he  said,  '  Talbot,  here  have  been  hall 
a  dozen  of  the  most  respectable  gentlemen  and  best  friends  to 
government  north  of  the  Forth,  Major  lyielville  of  Cairnvreckan, 
Kubrick  of  Ducliran,  and  others,  who  have  fairly  wrung  from 
me,  by  their  downright  importunity,  a  present  protection  and 
the  promise  of  a  future  pard<jn  for  that  stubborn  old  rebel 
whom  they  call  Baron  of  Bradwardine.  They  allege  that  hia 
high  personal  character,  and  the  clemency  which  he  showed 
to  such  of  our  people  as  fell  into  the  rebels'  hands,  should 
weigh  in  his  favour,  especially  as  the  loss  of  liis  estate  is 
likely  to  be  a  severe  enough  jmnisliment.  Kubrick  has  under- 
taken to  keep  him  at  his  own  house  till  things  are  settled  in 
the  country;  but  it's  a  little  hard  to  be  forced  in  a  manner  to 
j)ardon  such  a  mortal  enemy  to  the  House  <tf  Brunswick.* 
Tliis  was  no  favourable  moment  for  opening  my  busiimss; 
however,  T  said  T  was  rejoiced  U)  learn  that  liis  Royal  High- 
ness was  in  the  course  of  granting  such  requests,  as  it  em- 
boldened 7no  to  present  one  of  the  like  nature  in  my  own 
n;imc.  Tie  was  very  angry,  but  T  perfiisted;  T  mentioned  the 
uniform  support  of  our  three  votes  in  the  house,  touched  mod- 


468  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

estly  on  services  abroad,  though  valuable  only  in  his  Royal 
Highness 's  having  been  pleased  kindly  to  accept  them,  and 
founded  pretty  strongly  on  his  own  expressions  of  friendship 
and  good-will.  He  was  embarrassed,  but  obstinate.  I  hinted 
the  policy  of  detaching,  on  all  future  occasions,  the  heir  of 
such  a  fortune  as  your  imcle's  from  the  machinations  of  the 
disaffected.  But  I  made  no  impression,  I  mentioned  the 
obligations  which  I  lay  under  to  Sir  Everard  and  to  you  per- 
sonally, and  claimed,  as  the  sole  reward  of  my  services,  that 
he  would  be  pleased  to  afford  me  the  means  of  evincing  my 
gratitude.  I  perceived  that  he  still  meditated  a  refusal,  and, 
taking  my  commission  from  my  pocket,  I  said  (as  a  last  re- 
source) that,  as  his  Koyal  Highness  did  not,  under  these 
pressing  circumstances,  think  me  worthy  of  a  favour  which  he 
had  not  scrupled  to  grant  to  other  gentlemen  whose  services 
I  could  hardly  judge  more  important  than  my  own,  I  must 
beg  leave  to  deposit,  with  all  humility,  my  commission  in  his 
Eoyal  Highness's  hands,  and  to  retire  from  the  service.  He 
was  not  prepared  for  this ;  he  told  me  to  take  up  my  commis- 
sion, said  some  handsome  things  of  my  services,  and  granted 
my  request.  You  are  therefore  once  more  a  free  man,  and 
I  have  promised  for  you  that  you  will  be  a  good  boy  in  future, 
and  remember  what  you  owe  to  the  lenity  of  government. 
Thus  you  see  my  prince  can  be  as  generous  as  yours.  I  do 
not  pretend,  indeed,  that  he  confers  a  favour  with  all  the  for- 
eign graces  and  compliments  of  your  Chevalier  errant;  but 
he  has  a  plain  English  manner,  and  the  evident  reluctance 
with  which  he  grants  your  request  indicates  the  sacrifice 
which  he  makes  of  his  own  inclination  to  your  wishes.  My 
friend,  the  adjutant-general,  has  procured  me  a  duplicate  of 
the  Baron's  protection  (the  original  being  in  Major  Melville's 
possession),  which  I  send  to  you,  as  I  know  that  if  you  can 
find  him  you  will  have  pleasure  in  being  the  first  to  communi- 
cate the  joyful  intelligence.  He  will  of  course  repair  to  the 
Duchran  without  loss  of  time,  there  to  ride  quarantine  for  a 
few  weeks.  As  for  you,  I  give  you  leave  to  escort  him 
thither,  and  to  stay  a  week  there,  as  I  understand  a  certain 
fair  lady  is  in  that  quarter.     And  I  have  the  pleasure  to  tell 


WAVERLEY.  469 

you  that  whatever  progress  you  can  make  in  her  good  graces 
■will  be  highly  agreeable  to  Sir  Everard  and  Miss  Eachel,  who 
wiU  never  believe  your  views  and  prospects  settled,  and  the 
three  ermines  passant  in  actual  safety,  until  you  present  them 
with  a  Mrs.  Edward  Waverley.  Now,  certain  love-affairs  of 
my  own — a  good  many  years  since — interrupted  some  meas- 
sures  which  were  then  proposed  in  favour  of  the  three  ermines 
passant;  so  I  am  bound  in  honour  to  make  them  amends. 
Therefore  make  good  use  of  your  time,  foi',  when  your  week 
is  expired,  it  will  be  necessary  that  you  go  to  London  to  plead 
your  pardon  in  the  law  courts. 

"  Ever,  dear  Waverley,  yours  most  truly, 

"Philip  Talbot." 

» 

CHAPTER  LXVII. 

Happy's  the  wooing 
That's  not  long  a-doing. 

Wn-RN  the  first  rapturous  sensation  occasioned  by  these 
excellent  tidings  had  somewhat  subsided,  Edward  proposed 
instantly  to  go  down  to  the  glen  to  acquaint  the  Karon  with 
thfiir  import.  But  the  cautious  Bailie  justly  observed  that,  if 
the  I'aron  were  to  appear  instantly  iu  public,  tlie  tenantry  and 
villagers  might  become  riotous  in  expressing  their  joy,  and 
give  offence  to  "  the  powers  that  be,"  a  sort  of  persons  for 
whom  the  I'ailio  always  had  unlimited  respect.  He  therefore 
proposed  tliat  ISfr.  Wave.rley  should  go  to  Janet  (Jellatley's 
and  bring  the  Baron  up  under  cloud  of  night  to  Little  Veolan, 
where  lie  might  once  more  enjoy  the  luxury  of  a  good  hod. 
In  the  mean  while,  he  said,  lie  himself  would  go  to  Captain 
Foster  and  show  him  tho  Barmi's  protection,  and  obtain  his 
countenance  for  harbouring  him  that  night,  and  he  would  have 
horses  ready  on  the  morrow  U)  set  him  on  his  way  to  the 
Diichran  along  with  Mr.  Stanley,  "  whilk  denomination,  T  ap- 
prehend, your  honour  will  for  the  present  retain,"  said  the 
Bailie. 

"Certainly,  ^^^.  Maewheebb';  but  will  you  not  go  down  to 
the  glen  yourself  in  the  evening  to  meet  your  patron?" 


470  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"  That  I  -wad  wi'  a'  my  heart ;  and  rnickle  obliged  to  your 
honour  for  putting  me  in  mind  o'  my  bounden  duty.  But  it 
will  be  past  sunset  afore  I  get  back  frae  the  Captain's,  and  at 
these  unsonsy  hours  the  glen  has  a  bad  name;  there's  some- 
thing no  that  canny  about  auld  Janet  Gellatley.  The  Laird 
he'll  no  believe  thae  things,  but  he  was  aye  ower  rash  and 
ventui'esome,  and  feared  neither  man  nor  devil,  and  sae's  seen 
o't.  But  right  sure  am  I  Sir  George  Mackenyie  says,  that  no 
divine  can  doubt  there  are  witches,  since  the  Bible  says  thou 
shalt  not  suffer  them  to  live ;  and  that  no  lawyer  in  Scotland 
can  doubt  it,  since  it  is  punishable  with  death  by  our  law. 
So  there's  baith  law  and  gospel  for  it.  An  his  honour  winna 
believe  the  Leviticus,  he  might  aye  believe  the  Statute-book; 
but  he  may  tak  his  ain  way  o't;  it's  a'  ane  to  Duncan  Mac- 
wheeble.  However,  I  shall  send  to  ask  up  auld  Janet  this 
e'en;  it's  best  no  to  lightly  them  that  have  that  character; 
and  we'll  want  Davie  to  turn  the  spit,  for  I'll  gar  Eppie  put 
down  a  fat  goose  to  the  fire  for  your  honours  to  your  supper." 

When  it  was  near  sunset  Waverley  hastened  to  the  hut; 
and  he  could  not  but  allow  that  superstition  had  chosen  no  im- 
proper locality,  or  unfit  object,  for  the  foundation  of  her  fan- 
tastic   terrors.      It   resembled    exactly   the    description   of 

Spenser : 

There,  in  a  gloomy  hollow  glen,  she  found 

A  little  cottage  built  of  sticks  and  reeds, 
In  homely  wise,  and  wall'd  with  sods  around, 

In  which  a  witch  did  dwell  in  loathly  weeds. 
And  wilful  want,  all  careless  of  her  needs. 

So  choosing  solitary  to  abide 
Far  from  all  neighbours,  that  her  devilish  deeds. 

And  hellish  arts,  from  people  she  might  hide. 
And  hurt  far  off,  unknown,  whomsoever  she  espied. 

He  entered  the  cottage  with  these  verses  in  his  memory. 
Poor  old  Janet,  bent  double  with  age  and  bleared  with  peat- 
smoke,  was  tottering  about  the  hut  with  a  birch  broom,  mut- 
tering to  herself  as  she  endeavoured  to  make  her  hearth  and 
floor  a  little  clean  for  the  reception  of  her  expected  guests. 
Waverley 's  step  made  her  start,  look  up,  and  fall  a-trembling, 
BO  much  had  her  nerves  been  on  the  rack  for  her  patron's 
safety.     With  difficulty  Waverley  made  her  comprehend  that 


WAVERLEY.  471 

the  Baron  -was  now  safe  from  personal  danger ;  and  when  her 
mind  had  admitted  that  jojy'ful  news,  it  was  equally  hard  to 
make  her  believe  that  he  was  not  to  enter  again  upon  posses- 
sion of  his  estate.  *'  It  behoved  to  be, "  she  said,  "  he  wad 
get  it  back  again ;  naebody  wad  be  sae  gripple  as  to  tak  his 
gear  after  they  had  gi'en  him  a  pardon;  and  for  that  Inch- 
G  rabbit,  I  could  whiles  wish  my  sell  a  witch  for  his  sake,  if  I 
werena  feared  the  Enemy  wad  tak  me  at  my  word. "  Wav- 
erley  then  gave  her  some  money,  and  promised  that  her 
fidelity  should  be  rewarded.  "  How  can  I  be  rewarded,  sir, 
sae  weel  as  just  to  see  my  auld  maister  and  Miss  Eose  come 
back  and  bruik  their  ain?" 

Waverley  now  took  leave  of  Janet,  and  soon  stood  beneath 
the  Baron's  Tatmos.  At  a  low  whistle  he  observed  the  vete- 
ran peeping  out  to  reconnoitre,  like  an  old  badger  with  his 
head  out  of  his  hole.  "  Ye  hae  come  rather  early,  my  good 
lad,"  said  he,  descending;  "I  question  if  the  red-coats  hae 
beat  the  tattoo  yet,  and  we're  not  safe  till  then." 

"  Good  news  cannot  be  told  too  soon, "  said  Waverley ;  and 
with  infinite  joy  communicated  to  him  the  hapi)y  tidings. 
The  old  man  stood  for  a  moment  in  silent  devotion,  then  ex- 
claimed, "  Praise  be  to  God!     I  shall  see  my  bairn  again." 

"  And  never,  I  hope,  to  jtart  with  her  more,"  said  Waverley. 

"  I  trust  in  (rod  not,  unless  it  be  to  win  the  means  of  sup- 
porting her;  for  my  things  are  but  in  a  bruckle  state ;  but 
what  sign i tics  warld's  gear?" 

"  And  if,"  said  AVavevley  modostly,  "there  were  a  situation 
in  life  wliioli  would  i)ut  Miss  l-5radwardiiie  beyond  the  uncer- 
tainty of  fortune,  and  in  the  rank  to  which  slie  was  born^ 
would  you  object  to  it,  my  dear  Baron,  because  it  would  make 
one  of  your  fnends  the  hap])iest  man  in  the  world?"  The 
IWon  turned  and  looked  at  him  with  great  earnestness. 
"Yes,"  continued  Edwaid,  "  I  shall  not  consider  my  sent.ence 
of  banishment  as  repealed  unless  you  will  give  me  permission 
to  accompany  you  to  the  Duchran,  ;uid " 

Tlic  I'aron  seemed  willeeting  all  his  dignity  t/)  make  a  suit- 
able reply  U)  what,  at  anfttlier  time,  lie  would  liavn  treated  as 
the  proi)Oundiug  a  treaty  of  alliance  between  the  houses  of 


472  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Bradwardiiie  and  Waverley.  But  his  efforts  were  in  vaiu ; 
the  father  was  too  mighty  for  the  Baron ;  the  pride  of  birth 
and  rank  were  swept  away;  in  the  joyful  surprise  a  slight 
convulsion  passed  rapidly  over  his  features,  as  he  gave  way  to 
the  feelings  of  nature,  threw  his  arms  around  Waverley'3 
neck,  and  sobbed  out :  "  My  son,  my  son !  if  I  had  been  to 
search  the  world,  I  would  have  made  my  choice  here."  Ed- 
ward returned  the  embrace  with  great  sympathy  of  feeling, 
and  for  a  little  while  they  both  kept  silence.  At  length  it 
was  broken  by  Edward.     "  But  Miss  Bradwardine?" 

"  She  had  never  a  will  but  her  old  father's ;  besides,  you 
are  a  likely  youth,  of  honest  principles  and  high  birth ;  no, 
she  never  had  any  other  will  than  mine,  and  in  my  proudest 
days  I  could  not  have  wished  a  mair  eligible  espousal  for  her 
than  the  nephew  of  my  excellent  old  friend,  Sir  Everard. 
But  I  hope,  young  man,  ye  deal  na  rashly  in  this  matter?  I 
hope  ye  hae  secured  the  approbation  of  your  ain  friends  and 
allies,  particularly  of  your  uncle,  who  is  in  loco  parentis? 
Ah!  we  maun  tak  heed  o'  that."  Edward  assured  him  that 
Sir  Everard  would  think  himself  highly  honoured  in  the  flat- 
tering reception  his  proposal  had  met  with,  and  that  it  had 
his  entire  approbation ;  in  evidence  of  which  he  put  Colonel 
Talbot's  letter  into  the  Baron's  hand.  The  Baron  read  it 
with  great  attention.  "  Sir  Everard, "  he  said,  "  always  de- 
spised wealth  in  comparison  of  honour  and  birth;  and  indeed- 
he  hath  no  occasion  to  court  the  Diva  Pecunia.  Yet  I  now 
wish,  since  this  Malcolm  turns  out  such  a  parricide,  for  I  can 
call  him  no  better,  as  to  think  of  alienating  the  family  in- 
heritance— I  now  wish  (his  eyes  fixed  on  a  part  of  the  roof 
which  was  visible  above  the  trees)  that  I  could  have  left  Rose 
the  auld  hurley-house  and  the  riggs  belanging  to  it.  And 
yet,"  said  he,  resuming  more  cheerfidly,  "it's  maybe  as  well 
as  it  is ;  fur,  as  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  I  might  have  thought 
it  my  duty  to  insist  upon  certain  compliances  respecting  name 
and  bearings,  while  now,  as  a  landless  laird  wi'  a  tocherless 
daughter,  no  one  can  blame  me  for  departing  from." 

"Now,  Heaven    be  praised!"  thought  Edward,  "that   Sir 
Everard  does  not  hear  these  scruples !     The  three  ermines  pas- 


WAVERLEY.  473 

saat  and  rampant  bear  would  certainly  have  gone  together  by 
the  ears,"  He  then,  with  all  the  ardour  of  a  young  lover,  as- 
sured the  Baron  that  he  sought  for  his  happiness  only  in 
Rose's  heart  and  hand,  and  thought  himself  as  happy  in  her 
father's  simple  approbation  as  if  he  had  settled  an  earldom 
upon  his  daughter. 

They  now  reached  Little  Veolan.  The  goose  was  smoking 
on  tlie  table,  and  the  Bailie  brandished  his  knife  and  fork. 
A  joyous  greeting  took  place  between  him  and  his  patron. 
The  kitchen,  too,  had  its  company.  Auld  Janet  was  estab- 
Ished  at  the  ingle-nook ;  Davie  had  turned  the  spit  to  his  im- 
mortal honour ;  and  even  Ban  and  Buscar,  in  the  liberality  of 
Macwheeble's  joy,  had  been  stuffed  to  the  throat  with  food, 
and  now  lay  snoring  on  the  floor. 

The  next  day  conducted  the  Baron  and  his  young  friend  to 
the  Duchran,  where  the  former  was  expected,  in  consequence 
of  the  success  of  the  nearly  unanimous  application* of  the  Scot- 
tish friends  of  government  in  his  favour.  This  had  been  so 
general  and  so  powerful  that  it  was  almost  thought  his  estate 
might  have  been  saved,  had  it  not  passed  into  the  rapacious 
hands  of  his  unworthy  kinsman,  whose  right,  arisuig  out  of 
the  Baron's  attainder,  could  not  be  affected  by  a  pardon  from 
the  crown.  The  old  gentleman,  however,  said,  with  his  usual 
spirit,  he  was  more  gratified  by  the  hold  he  possessed  in  the 
good  opinion  of  his  neighlK)urs  than  he  would  have  been  in 
being  "  rehabilitated  and  restored  in  integrum,  had  it  been 
found  practicable." 

Wo  shall  not  attempt  to  describe  the  meeting  of  the  father 
and  daughter,  loving  each  other  so  affectionately,  and  sepa- 
rated under  such  }>erilou8  circumstances.  Still  less  shall  we 
attempt  t^)  analyse  tlie  deep  blush  of  Rose  at  receiving  the 
compliments  of  Waverlcy,  or  stop  to  inquire  whether  she  had 
any  curiosity  respecting  the  particular  cause  of  his  journey  to 
Scotland  at  that  period.  Wo  sliall  not  even  trouble  the  reader 
with  the  humdrum  details  of  a  courtship  Sixty  Years  since. 
It  is  enough  to  say  that,  under  so  strict  a  martinet  as  the 
Baron,  all  things  were  conducted  in  duo  form.  He  took  upon 
himself,  the  morning  after  their  arrival,  tlie  task  of  auuomic- 


474  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

ing  the  proposal  of  Waverley  to  Rose,  which  she  heard  with  a 
proper  degree  of  maiden  timidity.  Fame  does,  however,  say 
that  Waverley  had  the  evening  before  found  five  minutes  to 
apprise  her  of  what  was  coming,  while  the  rest  of  the  com- 
pany were  looking  at  three  twisted  serpents  which  formed  a 
jet  iVeau  in  the  garden. 

My  fair  readers  will  judge  for  themselves;  but,  for  my 
part,  I  cannot  conceive  how  so  important  an  affair  could  be 
communicated  in  so  short  a  space  of  time ;  at  least,  it  certainly 
took  a  full  hour  in  the  Baron's  mode  of  conveying  it, 

Waverley  was  now  considered  as  a  received  lover  in  all  the 
forms.  He  was  made,  by  dint  of  smirking  and  nodding  on 
the  part  of  the  lady  of  the  house,  to  sit  next  Miss  Bradwardine 
at  dinner,  to  be  Miss  Bradwardine's  partner  at  cards.  If  he 
came  into  the  room,  she  of  the  four  Miss  Kubricks  Avho  chanced 
to  be  next  Rose  was  sure  to  recollect  that  her  thimble  or  her 
scissors  were  ««■  thi^  other  end  of  the  room,  in  order  to  leave 
the  seat  neawebt  to  Miss  Bradwardine  vacant  for  his  occupa- 
tion. And  sometimes,  if  papa  and  mamma  were  not  in  the 
way  to  keep  them  on  their  good  behaviour,  the  misses  would 
titter  a  little.  The  old  Laird  of  Duchran  would  also  have  his 
occasional  jest,  and  the  old  lady  her  remark.  Even  the  Baron 
could  not  refrain;  but  here  Rose  escaped  every  embarrass- 
ment but  that  of  conjecture,  for  his  wit  was  usually  couched 
in  a  Latin  quotation.  The  very  footmen  sometimes  grinned 
too  broadly,  the  maidservants  giggled  mayhap  too  loud,  and 
a  provoking  air  of  intelligence  seemed  to  pervade  the  whole 
family.  Alice  Bean,  the  pretty  maid  of  the  cavern,  who, 
after  her  father's  misfortune,  as  she  called  it,  had  attended 
Rose  as  fille-de-chamhre,  smiled  and  smirked  with  the  best  of 
them.  Rose  and  Edward,  however,  endured  all  these  little 
vexatious  circumstances  as  other  folks  have  done  before  and 
Bince,  and  probably  contrived  to  obtain  some  indemnification, 
since  they  are  not  supposed,  on  the  whole,  to  have  been  par- 
ticularly unhappy  during  Waverley's  six  days'  stay  at  the 
Duchian. 

It  was  finally  arranged  that  Edward  should  go  to  Waverley- 
Honour  to  make  the  necessary  arrangements  for  his  marriage^ 


WAVERLEY.  475 

thence  to  London  to  take  the  proper  measures  for  pleading  his 
pardon,  and  return  as  soon  as  possible  to  claim  the  hand  of 
his  plighted  bride.  He  also  intended  in  his  journey  to  visit 
Colonel  Talbot ;  but,  above  all,  it  was  his  most  important  ob- 
ject to  learn  the  fate  of  the  unfortunate  Chief  of  Glenna- 
quoich ;  to  visit  him  at  Carlisle,  and  to  try  whether  anything 
could  be  done  for  procuring,  if  not  a  pardon,  a  commutation 
at  least,  or  alleviation,  of  the  punishment  to  which  he  was 
almost  certain  of  being  condemned ;  and,  in  case  of  the  worst, 
to  offer  the  miserable  Flora  an  asylum  with  Rose,  or  other- 
wise to  assist  her  views  in  any  mode  which  might  seem  pos- 
sible. The  fate  of  Fergus  seemed  hard  to  be  averted. 
Edward  had  already  striven  to  interest  his  friend.  Colonel 
Talbot,  in  his  behalf;  but  had  been  given  distinctly  to  under- 
stand by  his  reply  that  his  credit  in  matters  of  that  nature 
was  totally  exhausted. 

The  Colonel  was  still  in  Edinburgh,  and  proposed  to  wait 
there  for  some  months  upon  business  contided  to  him  by  the 
Duke  of  Cumberland.  He  was  to  be  joined  by  Lady  Emily, 
to  whom  easy  travelling  and  goat's  whey  were  recommended, 
and  wlio  wa.s  to  journey  northward  under  the  escort  of  Francis 
Stanley.  Edward,  tlierefore,  met  the  Colonel  at  Edinburgli, 
who  wished  him  joy  in  the  kindest  manner  on  his  approach- 
ing happiness,  and  cheerfully  undertook  many  commission  a 
which  our  hero  was  necessarily  obliged  to  delegate  to  his 
charge.  But  on  the  subject  of  Feigus  he  was  inexorable. 
He  satisfied  Edward,  indeed,  that  liis  interference  would  bo 
unavailing;  but,  besides.  Colonel  Tall)ot  owned  tliat  he  could 
not  conscientiously  use  any  influence  in  favour  of  that  unfor- 
tunate gentleman.  "Justice,"  he  said,  "wliich  demanded 
some  penalty  of  those  who  had  wrapped  tlie  wliole  nation  in 
fear  and  in  mourning,  could  not  j)crhaps  have  Hch^cted  a  litter 
victim.  He  came  to  the  field  with  the  fullest  light  uj)on  the 
nature  of  his  attempt.  He  had  studied  and  understood  the 
subject,  ilis  father's  fate  could  not  intimidate  him;  the 
lenity  of  the  laws  wliich  had  restored  to  him  his  father's 
property  and  rights  could  not  melt  him.  That  he  wfus  l)rave, 
generous,  and  possessed  many  good  qualities  only  rendered 


476  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

him  the  more  dangerous ;  that  he  was  enlightened  and  accom- 
plished made  his  crime  the  less  excusable ;  that  he  was  an  en- 
thusiast in  a  wi-ong  cause  only  made  him  the  more  fit  to  be  its 
martyr.  Above  all,  he  had  been  the  means  of  bringing  many 
hundreds  of  men  into  the  field  who,  without  him,  would  never 
have  broken  the  peace  of  the  country. 

"I  repeat  it,"  said  the  Colonel,  "though  Heaven  knows 
with  a  heart  distressed  for  him  as  an  individual,  that  this 
yomig  gentleman  has  studied  and  fully  understood  the  desper- 
ate game  which  he  has  played.  He  threw  for  life  or  death, 
a  coronet  or  a  coffin ;  and  he  cannot  now  be  permitted,  with 
justice  to  the  country,  to  draw  stakes  because  the  dice  have 
gone  against  him." 

Such  was  the  reasoning  of  those  times,  held  even  by  brave 
and  humane  men  towards  a  vanquished  enemy.  Let  us  de- 
voutly hope  that,  in  this  respect  at  least,  we  shall  never  see 
the  scenes  or  hold  the  sentiments  that  were  general  in  Britain 
Sixty  Years  since. 


CHAPTER  LXVIII. 

To-morrow  ?    Oh,  that's  sudden  ! — Spare  him,  spare  him  I 

Shakspeabe. 

Edward,  attended  by  his  former  servant  Alick  Polwarth, 
who  had  re-entered  his  service  at  Edinburgh,  reached  Carlisle 
while  the  commission  of  Oyer  and  Terminer  on  his  unfortu- 
nate associates  was  yet  sitting.  He  had  pushed  forward  in 
haste,  not,  alas !  with  the  most  distant  hope  of  saving  Fergus, 
but  to  see  him  for  the  last  time.  I  ought  to  have  mentioned 
that  he  had  furnished  funds  for  the  defence  of  the  prisoners 
in  the  most  liberal  manner,  as  soon  as  he  heard  that  the  day 
of  trial  was  fixed.  A  solicitor  and  the  first  counsel  accord- 
ingly attended ;  but  it  was  upon  the  same  footing  on  which 
the  first  physicians  are  usually  summoned  to  the  bedside  of 
some  dying  man  of  rank — the  doctors  to  take  the  advantage 
of  some  incalculable  chance  of  an  exertion  of  nature,  the  law- 
yers to  avail  themselves  of  the  barely  possible  occurrence  of 


WAVERLEY.  477 

some  legal  flaw.  Edward  pressed  into  the  court,  which  was 
extremely  crowded;  but  by  his  arriving  from  the  north,  and 
his  extreme  eagerness  and  agitation,  it  was  supposed  he  was 
a  relation  of  the  prisoners,  and  people  made  way  for  him.  It 
was  the  third  sitting  of  the  court,  and  there  were  two  men  at 
the  bar.  The  verdict  of  Guilty  was  already  pronounced. 
Edward  just  glanced  at  the  bar  during  the  momentous  pause 
which  ensued.  There  wat  no  mistaking  the  stately  form  and 
noble  features  of  Fergus  Mac-Ivor,  although  his  dress  was 
squalid  and  his  countenance  tinged  with  the  sickly  yellow 
hue  of  long  and  close  imprisonment.  By  his  side  was  Evan 
Maccombich.  Edward  felt  sick  and  dizzy  as  he  gazed  on 
them ;  but  he  was  recalled  to  himself  as  the  Clerk  of  Arraigns 
pronounced  the  solemn  words :  "  Fergus  Mac-Ivor  of  Glenna- 
quoich,  otherwise  called  Vich  Ian  Vohr,  and  Evan  Mac-Ivor, 
in  the  Dhu  of  Tarrascleugh,  otherwise  called  Evan  Dhu,  other- 
wise called  Evan  Maccombich,  or  Evan  Dhu  Maccombich — 
you,  and  each  of  you,  stand  attainted  of  high  treason.  What 
have  you  to  say  for  yourselves  why  the  Court  should  not  pro- 
nounce judgment  against  you,  that  you  die  according  to  law?" 

Fergus,  as  the  presiding  Judge  was  putting  on  the  fatal  cap 
of  judgment,  placed  his  own  bonnet  upon  his  head,  regarded 
him  with  a  steadfast  and  stern  look,  and  replied  in  a  firm 
voice :  "  I  cannot  let  this  numerous  audience  suppose  that  to 
such  an  appeal  I  have  no  answer  to  make.  But  what  I  have 
to  say  you  would  not  bear  to  hear,  for  my  defense  would  be 
your  condemnation.  Proceed,  then,  in  the  naino  of  God,  to 
do  what  is  permitted  to  you.  Yesterday  and  th(?  day  before 
you  have  condemned  loyal  and  honouraV)le  blood  to  be  poured 
forth  like  water.  Spare  not  mine.  Wore  that  of  all  my  an- 
cestors in  my  veins,  I  would  have  perilled  it  in  this  quarrel." 
He  resumed  his  seat  and  refused  again  U)  rise. 

Evan  Maccombich  Ifx^kc^d  at  him  with  great  earnestness, 
and,  rising  up,  seemed  anxious  to  speak ;  but  thn  confusion  of 
the  court,  and  the  perplexity  arising  from  thinking  in  a  lan- 
guage different  from  that  in  which  he  was  to  express  himself, 
kept  him  silent.  Thpire  was  a  murmur  of  com])a,ssion  among 
the  spectators,  from  the  idea  that  the  poor  fellow  intended  to 


478  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

plead  the  influence  of  his  superior  as  an  excuse  foi-  his  crime. 
The  Judge  commanded  silence,  and  encouraged  Evan  to 
proceed. 

"  I  was  only  ganging  to  say,  my  lord, "  said  Evan,  in  what 
he  meant  to  be  an  insiauating  manner,  "  that  if  your  excellent 
honour  and  the  honourable  Court  would  let  Vich  Ian  Vohr  go 
free  just  this  once,  and  let  him  gae  to  France,  and  no  to 
trouble  King  George's  government  again,  that  ony  six  o'  the 
very  best  of  his  clan  will  be  willing  to  be  justified  in  his 
stead;  and  if  you'll  just  let  me  gae  down  to  Glennaquoich, 
I'll  fetch  them  up  to  ye  mysell,  to  head  or  hang,  and  you  may 
begiu  wi'  me  the  very  first  man.." 

Notwithstanding  the  solenmity  of  the  occasion,  a  sort  of 
laugh  was  heard  in  the  court  at  the  extraordinary  nature  of 
the  proposal.  The  Judge  checked  this  indecency,  and  Evan, 
looking  sternly  around,  when  the  murmur  abated,  "  If  the 
Saxou  gentlemen  are  laughing, "  he  said,  "  because  a  poor 
man,  such  as  me,  thinks  my  life,  or  the  life  of  six  of  my  de- 
gree, is  worth  that  of  Vich  Ian  Vohi-,  it's  like  enough  they 
may  be  very  right;  but  if  they  laugh  because  they  think  I 
would  not  keep  my  word  and  come  back  to  redeem  him,  I  can 
tell  them  they  ken  neither  the  heart  of  a  Hielandman  nor  the 
honour  of  a  gentleman." 

There  was  no  farther  inclination  to  laugh  among  the  au- 
dience, and  a  dead  silence  ensued. 

The  Judge  then  pronounced  upon  both  prisoners  the  sen- 
tence of  lihe  law  of  high  treason,  with  all  its  horrible  accom- 
paniments. The  execution  was  appointed  for  the  easuing 
day.  "For  you,  Fergus  Mac-Ivor,"  continued  the  Judge,  "I 
can  hold  out  no  hope  of  mercy.  You  must  prepare  against 
to-morrow  for  your  last  sufferings  here,  and  your  great  audit 
hereafter. " 

"I  desire  nothing  else,  my  lord,"  answered  Fergus,  in  the 
same  manly  and  firm  tone. 

The  hard  eyes  of  Evan,  which  had  been  perpetually  bent 
on  his  Chief,  were  moistened  with  a  tear.  "  For  you,  poor 
ignorant  man,"  continued  the  Judge,  "who,  following  the 
ideas  in  which  you  have  been  educated,  have  this  day  given 


WAVERLET.  479 

ns  a  striking  example  liow  the  loyalty  d\ie  to  the  king  and 
state  alone  is,  from  your  unhappy  ideas  of  clanship,  trans- 
ferred to  some  ambitious  individual  who  ends  by  making  you 
the  tool  of  his  crimes — of  you,  I  say,  I  feel  so  much  compas- 
sion that,  if  you  can  make  up  your  mind  to  petition  for  grace, 
I  will  endeavour  to  procure  it  for  you.     Otherwise " 

"  Grace  me  no  grace, "  said  Evan ;  "  since  you  are  to  shed 
Vich  Ian  Vohr's  blood,  the  only  favour  I  would  accept  from 
you  is  to  bid  them  loose  my  hands  and  gie  me  my  claymore, 
and  bide  you  just  a  minute  sitting  where  you  are!" 

"  Remove  the  prisoners, "  said  the  Judge ;  "  his  blood  be 
upon  his  own  head." 

Almost  stupified  with  his  feelings,  Edward  found  that  the 
rush  of  the  crowd  had  conveyed  him  out  into  the  street  ere 
lie  knew  what  he  was  doing.  His  immediate  wish  was  to  see 
and  speak  with  Fergus  once  more.  He  applied  at  the  Castle 
where  his  unfortunate  friend  was  confined,  but  was  refused 
admittance.  "  The  High  Sheriff, "  a  non-commissioned  officer 
said,  "  had  requested  C)f  the  governor  that  none  should  be  ad- 
mitted to  see  the  prisoner  excepting  his  confessor  and  his 
Bister." 

"And  where  wa.s  Miss  Mac-Ivor?"  They  gave  him  the 
direction.  It  was  the  house  of  a  respectable  Catholic  family 
near  Carlisle. 

Repulsed  from  the  gate  of  the  Castle,  and  not  venturing  to 
make  applif-ation  to  the  High  Sheriff  or  Judges  in  his  own 
unpopular  name,  ho  had  recourse  to  the  solicitor  who  came 
down  in  Fergus's  behalf.  This  gentleman  told  him  that  it 
was  thought  the  public  mind  was  in  danger  of  being  de- 
bauched by  the  account  of  the  hist  moments  of  these  p(M-sons, 
as  given  by  the  friends  of  the  Pretender;  that  there  had  l)een 
a  resolution,  thon^fore,  to  exclude  all  such  jjursmis  as  had  not 
the  plea  of  near  kindred  for  attending  uj)on  them.  Yet  he 
promised  (to  oblige  the  heir  of  Waverley-Honour)  to  get  him 
an  order  for  admittance  to  the  prisoner  the  next  moniing,  be- 
fore his  irons  were  knocked  off  ff»r  execution. 

"Is  it  of  Fergus  Mac-Ivor  they  speak  thus,"  thought  \Va- 
verley,  "or  do  I  dream?  Of  Fergus,  the  bold,  the  chivalrous, 
21  V.^1.  1 


480  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

the  free-minded,  the  lofty  chieftain  of  a  tribe  devoted  to  him? 
Is  it  he,  that  1  have  seen  lead  the  chase  and  head  the  attack, 
the  brave,  the  active,  the  young,  the  noble,  the  love  of  ladies, 
and  the  theme  of  song,  — is  it  he  who  is  ironed  like  a  male- 
factor, who  is  to  be  dragged  on  a  hurdle  to  the  common  gal- 
lows, to  die  a  lingering  and  cruel  death  and  to  be  mangled 
by  the  hand  of  the  most  outcast  of  wretches?  Evil  indeed 
was  the  spectre  that  boded  such  a  fate  as  this  to  the  brave 
Chief  of  Gleunaquoich!" 

With  a  faltermg  voice  he  requested  the  solicitor  to  find 
means  to  warn  Fergus  of  his  intended  visit,  should  he  obtain 
permission  to  make  it.  He  then  turned  away  from  him,  and, 
returning  to  the  inn,  wrote  a  scarcely  intelligible  note  to  Flora 
Mac-Ivor,  intimating  his  puj-pose  to  wait  upon  her  that  even- 
ing. The  messenger  brought  back  a  letter  in  Flora's  beauti- 
ful Italian  hand,  which  seemed  scarce  to  tremble  even  under 
this  load  of  misery.  "  Miss  Flora  Mac-Ivor, "  the  letter  bore, 
"  could  not  refuse  to  see  the  dearest  friend  of  her  dear  brother, 
even  in  her  present  circumstances  of  unparalleled  distress." 

When  Edward  reached  Miss  Mac-Ivor's  present  place  of 
abode  he  was  instantly  admitted.  In  a  large  and  gloomy- 
tapestried  apartment  Flora  was  seated  by  a  latticed  window, 
sewing  what  seemed  to  be  a  garment  of  white  flannel.  At  a 
little  distance  sat  an  elderly  woman,  apparently  a  foreigner, 
and  of  a  religious  order.  She  was  reading  in  a  book  of  Catho- 
lic devotion,  but  when  Waverley  entered  laid  it  on  the  table 
and  left  the  room.  Floi-a  rose  to  receive  him,  and  stretched 
out  her  hand,  but  neither  ventured  to  attempt  speech.  Her 
fine  complexion  was  totally  gone;  her  person  considerably 
emaciated;  and  her  face  and  hands  as  white  as  the  purest 
statuary  marble,  forming  a  strong  contrast  with  her  sable 
di'ess  and  jet-black  hair.  Yet,  amid  these  marks  of  distress 
there  was  nothing  negligent  or  ill-arranged  about  her  attire; 
even  her  hair,  though  totally  without  ornament,  was  disposed 
with  her  usual  attention  to  neatness.  The  first  words  she  ut- 
tered were,  "  Have  you  seen  him?" 

"Alas,  no,"  answered  Waverley,  "I  have  been  refused 
admittance." 


Fergus    hloixl    errct   in  flio  sl«'ilj;i',    hikI  .  .  .  rri)lit'ii,  'Ciod 
save  King  Juiuea  !  '  " 


Waverley,  ( 'haj),  Ixix.,  |>.  4H8. 


WAVERLEY.  481 

"  11  accords  with  the  rest, "  she  said ;  *'  but  we  must  submit. 
Shall  you  obtain  leave,  do  you  suppose?" 

«  For — for — to-morrow,"  said  Waverley ;  but  muttering  the 
last  words  so  faintly  that  it  was  almost  unintelligible. 

"  Ay,  then  or  never, "  said  Flora,  "  imtil" — she  added,  look- 
ing upward — "the  time  when,  I  trust,  we  shall  all  meet. 
But  1  hope  you  will  see  him  while  earth  yet  bears  him.  He 
always  loved  you  at  his  heart,  though — but  it  is  vain  to  talk. 
of  the  past." 

"Vain  indeed!"  echoed  Waverley. 

"  Or  even  of  the  future,  my  good  friend, "  said  Flora,  "  so 
far  as  earthly  events  are  concerned;  for  how  often  have  I  pic- 
tured to  myself  the  strong  possibility  of  this  horrid  issue,  and 
tasked  myself  to  consider  how  I  could  support  my  pai-t;  and 
yet  how  far  has  all  my  anticipation  fallen  short  of  the  unim- 
aginable bitterness  of  this  hour!" 

"  Dear  Flora,  if  your  strength  of  mind " 

"Ay,  there  it  is,"  she  answered,  somewhat  wildly;  "there 
is,  Mr.  Waverley,  there  is  a  busy  devil  at  my  heart  that 
whispers — but  it  were  madness  to  listen  to  it  —  that  the 
strength  of  mind  on  which  Flora  prided  herself  has  murdered 
her  brother!" 

"  Good  God !  how  can  you  give  utterance  to  a  thought  so 
Bhocking?'' 

"  Ay,  is  it  not  so?  but  yet  it  haunts  me  like  a  phantom;  I 
know  it  is  unsubstantial  and  vain;  but  it  ?/'/'// 1)0  present;  will 
intrude  its  horrors  on  my  niiiul;  will  whisper  tliat  my  brotlicr, 
as  volatile  as  ardent,  would  have  divided  his  energies  amid  a 
hundred  objects.  It  was  1  wlio  taught  him  to  concentrate 
them  and  U)  gage  all  on  this  dreadful  and  desperate  east.  Gh 
tliat  1  eould  recollect  that  1  had  but  finne  naid  to  hiju,  "  ITo 
that  striketh  with  the  sword  sliall  die  ]>y  the  sword'';  that 
I  harl  but  once  said,  "  Remain  at  home;  reserve  yourself,  yo\ir 
vassals,  your  life,  for  enterprises  within  the  reach  of  man." 
But  oh,  Mr.  Waverh'Y,  I  spurred  his  fiery  temper,  and  half 
of  his  luin  at  least  lies  with  his  sister!" 

Thf  horrid  idea  whirli  she  had  intimated,  Edward  en- 
deavoured to  combat  by  every  incoherent  argument  that  oo- 


482  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

curred  to  him.  He  recalled  to  hev  the  principles  on  which 
both  thought  it  their  duty  to  act,  and  in  which  they  had  been 
educated. 

**  Do  not  think  I  have  forgotten  them, "  she  said,  looking  up 
witli  eager  quickness ;  "  1  do  not  regret  his  attempt  because  it 
was  wrong  I — Oh  no !  on  that  point  I  am  armed— but  because 
it  was  impossible  it  could  end  otherwise  than  thus." 

'*  Vet  it  did  not  always  seem  so  desperate  and  hazardous  as 
it  was ;  and  it  would  have  been  chosen  by  the  bold  spirit  of 
Fergus  whether  you  had  approved  it  or  not;  your  counsels 
only  served  to  give  unity  and  consistence  to  his  conduct;  to 
dignify,  but  not  to  precipitate  his  resolution."  Flora  had 
soon  ceased  to  listen  to  Edward,  and  was  again  intent  upon 
her  needle-work. 

"  Do  you  remember, "  she  said,  looking  up  with  a  ghastly 
smile,  "you  once  found  me  making  Fergus's  bride-favours, 
and  now  I  am  sewing  his  bridal  garment.  Our  friends  here," 
she  continued,  with  suppressed  emotion,  "  are  to  give  hal- 
lowed earth  in  their  chapel  to  the  bloody  relies  of  the  last 
Vich  Ian  Yohr.  But  they  will  not  all  rest  together ;  no — his 
head ! — I  shall  not  have  the  last  miserable  consolation  of  kiss- 
ing the  cold  lips  of  my  dear,  dear  Fergus!" 

The  unfortunate  Flora  here,  after  one  or  two  hysterical 
sobs,  fainted  in  her  chair.  The  lady,  who  had  been  attend- 
ing in  the  ante-room,  now  entered  hastily,  and  begged  Edward 
to  leave  the  room,  but  not  the  house. 

When  he  was  recalled,  after  the  space  of  nearly  half  an 
hour,  he  found  that,  by  a  strong  effort,  Miss  Mac-Ivor  had 
greatly  composed  herself.  It  was  then  he  ventured  to  urge 
Miss  Bradwardine's  claim  to  be  considered  as  an  adopted  sis- 
ter, and  empowered  to  assist  her  plans  from  the  future. 

"  I  have  had  a  letter  from  my  dear  Rose,"  she  replied,  "to 
the  same  purpose.  Sorrow  is  selfish  and  engrossing,  or  I 
would  have  written  to  express  that,  even  in  my  own  despair, 
I  felt  a  gleam  of  pleasure  at  learning  her  happy  prospects,  and 
at  hearing  that  the  good  old  Baron  has  escaped  the  general 
wreck.  Give  this  to  my  dearest  Rose;  it  is  her  poor  Flora's 
only  ornament  of  value,  and  was  the  gift  of  a  princess."     tShe 


WAVERLEY.  483 

put  into  his  hands  a  case  containing  the  chain  of  diamonds 
with  which  she  used  to  decorate  her  hair.  *'  To  me  it  is  in 
future  useless.  The  kindness  of  my  friends  has  secured  me  a 
retreat  in  the  convent  of  the  Scottish  Benedictine  nuns  in 
Paris.  To-morrow — if  indeed  I  can  survive  to-morrow — I  set 
forward  on  my  journey  with  this  venerable  sister.  And  now, 
Mr.  Waverley,  adieu !  May  you  be  as  happy  with  Rose  aa 
your  amiable  dispositions  deserve ;  and  think  sometimes  on 
the  friends  you  have  lost.  Do  not  attempt  to  see  me  again; 
it  would  be  mistaken  kindness." 

She  gave  him  her  hand,  on  which  Edward  shed  a  torrent  of 
tears,  and  with  a  faltering  step  withdi-ew  from  the  apartment, 
and  returned  to  the  town  of  Carlisle.  At  the  inn  he  found  a 
letter  from  his  law  friend  intimating  that  he  would  be  ad- 
mitted to  Fei-gus  next  morning  as  soon  as  the  Castle  gates 
wpre  opened,  and  permitted  to  remain  with  him  till  the  ar- 
rival of  the  Sheriff  gave  signal  for  the  fatal  procession. 


CHAPTER  LXIX. 


A  darker  departure  is  near, 
The  death  drum  U  mufftod,  and  sable  the  bier, 

CaMI'BELL. 

Aftkr  a  sleppless  night,  the  first  dawn  of  moming  found 
Waverley  on  the  es])lanade  in  front  of  the  old  (rothic  gato  of 
(Jarlisle  Castle.  ]-{ut  he  jjaced  it  long  in  every  direction  before 
the  hour  whon,  according  to  the  rules  of  the  garrison,  the 
gates  were  optmed  and  the  drawbridge  lowf-red.  Ho  ])i(»(luced 
his  order  tr)  the  Horgeant  of  tho  guard  and  was  admitted. 

Tho  phice  of  Fergus's  eonlinenicnt  was  a  gloomy  and 
vaulted  apartment  in  tlio  central  part  of  the  Castle;  a  huge  old 
tower,  supposed  t<i  be  of  great  antiquity,  and  surrounded  by 
outworks,  seemingly  of  Heniy  VII  f. 'a  time,  or  somewhat 
later.  Tho  grating  of  tho  large  old-f;i,shione(l  bars  and  bolts, 
withdrawn  for  tho  ]iiiri)Ose  of  adniittinp  Fidward,  was  an- 
swered by  the  clash  of  chains,  as  the  unfortunate  Chieftain, 


484  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

strongly  and  heavily  fettered,  shuffled  along  the  stone  floor  of 
his  prison  to  tiing  himself  into  his  friend's  anus. 

"J\Iy  dear  Edward,"  he  said,  in  a  firm  and  even  cheerful 
voice,  "  this  is  truly  kind.  I  heard  of  your  approaching  hap- 
piness with  the  highest  pleasure.  And  how  does  Eose?  and 
how  is  our  old  whimsical  friend  the  Baron?  Well,  I  trust, 
since  I  see  you  at  freedom.  And  how  will  you  settle  prece- 
dence between  the  three  ermines  passant  and  the  bear  and  boot- 
jack?" 

"  How,  oh  how,  my  dear  Fergus,  can  you  talk  of  such  things 
at  such  a  moment!" 

"  Why,  we  have  entered  Carlisle  with  happier  auspices,  to 
be  sure;  on  the  IGth  of  November  last,  for  example,  when  we 
marched  in  side  by  side,  and  hoisted  the  white  flag  on  these 
ancient  towers.  But  I  am  no  boy,  to  sit  down  and  weep  be- 
cause the  luck  has  gone  against  me.  I  knew  the  stake  which 
I  risked ;  we  played  the  game  boldly  and  the  forfeit  shall  be 
paid  manfully.  And  now,  since  my  time  is  short,  let  me 
come  to  the  questions  that  interest  me  most — the  Prince?  has 
he  esca])ed  the  bloodhounds?" 

"  He  has,  and  is  in  safety. " 

*'  Praised  be  God  for  that !  Tell  me  the  particulars  of  his 
escape." 

Waverley  communicated  that  remarkable  history,  so  far  as 
it  had  then  transpired,  to  which  Fergus  listened  with  deep  in- 
terest. He  then  asked  after  their  friends ;  and  made  many 
minute  inquiries  concerning  the  fate  of  his  own  clansmen. 
They  had  suffered  less  than  other  tribes  who  had  been  engaged 
in  tlie  affair ;  for,  having  in  a  great  measure  dispersed  and  re- 
turned home  after  the  captivity  of  their  Chieftain,  according 
to  the  universal  custom  of  the  Highlanders,  they  were  not  in 
arms  when  the  insurrection  was  finally  suppressed,  and  conse- 
quently were  treated  with  less  rigour.  This  Fergus  heard  with 
great  satisfaction. 

*'  You  are  rich, "  he  said,  *'  Waverley,  and  you  are  generous. 
When  you  hear  of  these  poor  Mac-Ivors  being  distressed  about 
their  miserable  possessions  by  some  havsh  overseer  or  agent 
of   government,   remember  you   have  worn  their  tartau  and 


WAVERLEY.  485 

are  an  adopted  son  of  their  race.  The  Baron,  who  knows 
our  manners  and  lives  near  our  country,  will  apprise  you  of 
the  time  and  means  to  be  their  protector.  Will  you  promise 
this  to  the  last  Vich  Ian  Vohr?" 

Edward,  as  may  well  be  believed,  pledged  his  word;  which 
he  afterwards  so  amply  redeemed  that  his  memory  still  lives 
in  these  glens  by  the  name  of  the  Friend  of  the  Sons  of  Ivor. 

"Would  to  God,"  continued  the  Chieftain,  "I  could  be- 
queath to  you  my  rights  to  the  love  and  obedience  of  this 
primitive  and  brave  race;  or  at  least,  as  I  have  striven  to 
do,  persuade  poor  Evan  to  accept  of  his  life  upon  their  terms, 
and  be  to  you  what  he  has  been  to  me,  the  kindest,  the  brav- 
est, the  most  devoted " 

The  tears  which  his  own  fate  could  not  draw  forth  fell  fast 
for  that  of  his  foster-brother. 

"F>ut,"  said  he,  drying  them,  "that  cannot  be.  You  can- 
not be  to  them  Vich  Ian  Vohr;  and  these  three  magic  words," 
said  he,  half  smiling,  "  are  the  only  Open  Sesame  to  their  feel- 
ings and  sympathies,  and  poor  Evan  must  attend  his  foster- 
brotlier  in  death,  as  he  has  done  through  his  wliole  life." 

"And  I  am  sure,"  said  Macco)ubich,  raising  himself  from 
the  floor,  on  whi(;li,  for  fear  of  interrujjting  their  conversa- 
tion, he  had  lain  so  still  that,  in  the  obscurity  of  the  ai)art- 
ment,  Kdward  was  not  aware  of  his  presence — "I  am  sure 
Evan  never  desired  or  deserved  a  })etter  end  than  just  to  die 
with  his  Chieftain." 

"And  now,"  said  Fergus,  "while  we  are  upon  the  subject 
of  clanshij)— what  tliink  you  now  of  the  jjredictiou  of  the 
■Bodacli  (Jlas?"  Then,  before  Edward  could  answer,  "  1  saw 
him  again  last  night:  he  stood  in  tlie  slij)  of  moonshines  whicli 
fell  from  that  liigh  and  narrow  window  tt)war(ls  my  bed. 
'Why  should  I  fear  liim?'  I  thought;  'to-morrow,  h)ng  ere 
this  time,  I  shall  be  as  immaterial  as  he.'  'False  spirit,'  I 
said,  'art  thou  come  to  close  my  walks  on  earth  and  to  enjoy 
thy  triumph  in  the  fall  of  the  la.st  descendant  of  thine  enemy?' 
The  spectre  seemed  to  heekon  and  to  sir.ile  a.s  he  facU'd  from 
my  sight.  What  do  you  think  of  it?  I  a  ked  the  same  ques- 
tion of  the  priest,  who  ia  n  gvod  and  sensible  man ;  ho  admitted 


486  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

that  the  chiirch  allowed  that  such  apparitions  were  possible, 
but  urged  me  not  to  permit  my  mind  to  dwell  upon  it,  as  im- 
agination plays  us  such  strange  tricks.  What  do  you  think 
of  it?" 

"  Much  as  your  confessor, "  said  Waverley,  willing  to  avoid 
dispute  njwn  such  a  point  at  such  a  moment.  A  tap  at  the 
door  now  announced  that  good  man,  and  Edward  retired  while 
he  administered  to  both  prisoners  the  last  rites  of  religion,  in 
the  mode  which  the  Church  of  Eome  prescribes. 

In  about  an  hour  he  was  re-admitted ;  soon  after,  a  file  of 
soldiers  entered  with  a  blacksmith,  who  struck  the  fetters  from 
the  legs  of  the  prisoners. 

"  You  see  the  compliment  they  pay  to  our  Highland  strength 
and  courage ;  we  have  lain  chained  here  like  wild  beasts,  till 
our  legs  are  cramped  into  palsy,  and  when  they  free  us  they 
send  six  soldiers  with  loaded  muskets  to  prevent  our  taking 
the  castle  by  storm!" 

Edward  afterwards  learned  that  these  severe  precautions 
had  been  taken  in  consequence  of  a  desperate  attempt  of  the 
prisoners  to  escape,  in  which  they  had  very  nearly  succeeded. 

Shortly  afterwards  the  drums  of  the  garrison  beat  to  arms. 
"This  is  the  last  turn-out,"  said  Fergus,  "that  I  shall  hear 
and  obey.  And  now,  my  dear,  dear  Edward,  ere  we  part  let 
lis  speak  of  Flora — a  subject  which  awakes  the  tenderest  feel- 
ing that  yet  thrills  within  me." 

"  We  part  not  here .'"  said  Waverley. 

"  Oh  yes,  we  do ;  you  must  come  no  farther.  Not  that  I  fear 
what  is  to  follow  for  myself,"  he  said  proudly.  "Nature  has 
her  tortures  as  well  as  art,  and  how  happy  should  we  think 
the  man  who  escapes  from  the  throes  of  a  mortal  and  painful 
disorder  in  the  space  of  a  short  half -hour?  And  this  matter, 
Bpin  it- out  as  they  will,  cannot  last  longer.  But  what  a  dy- 
ing man  can  suffer  firmly  may  kill  a  living  friend  to  look 
upon.  This  same  law  of  high  treason,"  he  continued,  with 
astounding  firmness  and  composure,  "  is  one  of  the  blessings, 
Edward,  with  which  your  free  country  has  accommodated  poor 
old  Scotland;  her  own  jurisprudence,  as  I  have  heard,  was 
much  milder.     But  I  suppose  one  day  or  other — when  there 


WAVERLEY.  487 

are  no  longer  any  wild  Highlanders  to  benefit  by  ita  tender 
mercies — they  will  blot  it  from  their  records  as  levelling  them 
with  a  nation  of  cannibals.  The  mummery,  too,  of  exposing 
the  senseless  head — they  have  not  the  wit  to  grace  mine  with 
a  pa])er  coronet;  there  would  be  some  satire  in  that,  Edward. 
I  hope  they  will  set  it  on  the  Scotch  gate  though,  that  I  may 
look,  even  after  death,  to  the  blue  hills  of  my  own  country, 
which  I  love  so  dearly.     The  Baron  would  have  added, 

Moritur,  et  moriens  dulces  rerainiscitur  Argos." 

A  bustle,  and  the  sound  of  wheels  and  horses'  feet,  was 
now  heard  in  the  court-yard  of  the  Castle.  "  As  I  have  told 
you  why  you  must  not  follow  me,  and  these  sounds  admonish 
me  that  my  time  flies  fast,  tell  me  how  you  found  poor  Flora. " 

Waverley,  with  a  voice  interrupted  by  suffocating  sensa- 
tions, gave  some  account  of  the  state  of  her  mind. 

"Poor  Flora!"  answered  the  Chief,  "she  could  have  borne 
her  own  sentence  of  deatli,  but  not  mine.  You  Waverley, 
will  soon  know  tlie  hapi)iness  of  mutual  affection  in  tlie 
married  state — long,  long  may  Eose  and  you  enjoy  it! — but 
you  ciui  never  know  the  i)urity  of  feeling  which  combines  two 
orphans  like  Flora  and  me,  left  alone  as  it  were  in  the  world, 
and  being  all  in  all  to  each  other  from  our  very  infancy.  But 
her  strong  sense  of  duty  and  predominant  feeling  of  loyalty 
will  give  new  nerve  to  her  mind  after  the  immediate  and  acute 
sensation  of  this  parting  luis  ])assed  away.  She  will  tlieii 
think  of  Fergus  as  of  the  heroes  of  our  race,  upon  whose 
deeds  she  loved  to  dwell." 

"Shall  she  not  see  you  then?"  asked  Waverley.  "She 
seemed  to  exi)ect  it." 

"  A  necessary  deceit  will  spare  her  the  last  dreadful  part- 
ing. 1  coidd  not  part  with  her  without  tears,  and  J  cannjot 
bear  that  the.se  men  should  think  they  have  i)ower  to  extort 
them.  She  was  made  U)  believe  she  would  see  me  at  a  later 
hour,  and  this  letter,  which  my  confessor  will  deliver,  will 
ai)i)riHe  her  that  all  is  over." 

An  officer  now  ajtpeared  and  intimated  that  the  High  Sheriff 
and  hia  attcudauta  waited  before  the  gate  of  the  Castle  to 


488  WAVERLET  NOVELS. 

claim  the  bodies  of  Fergus  Mac-Ivor  and  Evan  Maccombich. 
"  I  come, "  said  Fergus.  Accordingly,  supporting  Edward  by 
the  arm  and  followed  by  Evan  Dhu  and  the  priest,  he  moved 
down  the  stairs  to  the  tower,  the  soldiers  bringing  up  the  rear. 
Tlie  court  was  occupied  by  a  squadron  of  dragoons  and  a  bat- 
talion of  infantry,  drawn  up  in  hollow  square.  Within  their 
ranks  was  the  sledge  or  hurdle  on  which  the  prisoners  were  to 
be  di'awn  to  the  place  of  execution,  about  a  mile  distant  from 
Carlisle.  It  was  painted  black,  and  drawn  by  a  white  horse. 
At  one  end  of  the  vehicle  sat  the  executioner,  a  horrid-lookinr; 
fellow,  as  beseemed  his  trade,  with  the  broad  axe  in  his  hand ; 
at  the  other  end,  next  the  horse,  was  an  empty  seat  for  two 
persons.  Through  the  deep  and  dark  Gothic  archway  that 
opened  on  the  drawbridge  were  seen  on  horseback  the  High 
Sheriff  and  his  attendants,  whom  the  etiquette  betwixt  the 
civil  and  military  powers  did  not  permit  to  come  farther. 
"This  is  well  oot  up  for  a  closing  scene,"  said  Fergus,  smil- 
ing disdainfully  as  he  gazed  around  upon  the  apparatus  of 
terror.  Even  Dhu  exclaimed  with  some  eagerness,  after  look- 
ing at  the  di-agoons,  "  These  are  the  very  chields  that  galloped 
off  at  Gladsmuir,  before  we  could  kill  a  dozen  o'  them.  They 
look  bold  enough  now,  however."  The  priest  entreated  him 
to  be  silent. 

The  sledge  now  approached,  and  Fergus,  turning  round, 
embraced  Waverley,  kissed  him  on  each  side  of  the  face,  and 
stepped  nimbly  into  his  place.  Evan  sat  down  by  his  side. 
The  priest  was  to  follow  in  a  carriage  belonging  to  his  patron, 
the  Catholic  gentleman  at  whose  house  Flora  resided.  As 
Fergus  waved  his  hand  to  Edward  the  ranks  closed  around  the 
sledge,  and  the  whole  procession  began  to  move  forward. 
There  was  a  momentary  stop  at  the  gateway,  while  the  gov- 
ernor of  the  Castle  and  the  High  Sheriff  went  through  a  short 
ceremony,  the  military  officer  there  delivering  over  the  persons 
of  the  criminals  to  the  civil  power.  "  God  save  King  George  I" 
said  the  High  Sheriff.  When  the  formality  concluded,  Fergus 
stood  erect  in  the  sledge,  and,  with  a  firm  and  steady  voice, 
replied,  "  God  save  King  James .'"  These  were  the  last  words 
which  Waverley  heard  him  speak. 


WAVERLEY.  489 

The  porcession  resumed  its  march,  and  the  sledge  vanished 
from  beneath  the  portal,  under  which  it  had  stopped  for  aa 
instant.  The  dead  march  was  then  heard,  and  its  melancholy- 
sounds  were  mingled  with  those  of  a  muffled  peal  tolled  from 
the  neighbouring  cathedral.  The  sound  of  the  military  musio 
died  away  as  the  procession  moved  on ;  the  sullen  clang  of  the 
bells  was  soon  heard  to  sound  alone. 

The  last  of  the  soldiers  had  now  disappeared  from  under  the 
vaulted  archway  through  which  they  had  been  tiling  for 
several  minutes ;  the  court-yard  was  now  totally  empty,  but 
Waverley  still  stood  there  as  if  stujjefied,  his  eyes  fixed  upon 
the  dark  pass  where  he  had  so  lately  seen  the  last  glimpse  of 
his  friend.  At  length  a  female  servant  of  the  governor's, 
struck  with  compassion  at  the  stupefied  misery  wliich  his 
countenance  expressed,  asked  him  if  he  would  not  walk  into 
her  master's  house  and  sit  down?  She  was  obliged  to  repeat 
her  question  twice  ere  he  comprehended  her,  but  at  length  it 
recalled  him  to  himself.  Declining  the  courtesy  by  a  hasty 
gesture,  he  pulled  his  hat  over  his  eyes,  and,  leaving  the 
Castle,  walked  as  swiftly  as  he  could  through  the  empty 
streets  till  he  rogaimMl  his  inn,  then  rushed  into  an  apartment 
and  lj<jlted  the  d(K)r. 

In  alxjut  an  hour  and  a  half,  which  seemed  an  age  of  unut- 
terable suspense,  the  sound  of  the  drums  and  fifes  i)erforming 
a  lively  air,  and  the  confused  murmur  of  the  crowd  which  now 
filled  the  streets,  so  lately  desfrtcd,  ap])rised  him  that  all  was 
finished,  and  that  the  military  and  pojjulace  were  returning 
from  the  dreadful  scene.  I  will  not  attempt  to  describe  his 
sensations. 

In  the  evening  the  priest  made  him  a  visit,  and  informed 
hini  that  lift  did  so  by  directions  of  his  deceased  friend,  to 
assure  him  that  Fergus  Mac- Ivor  had  died  as  lie  lived,  and 
remembered  his  friendshii)  to  the  last.  He  added,  he  liad 
also  seen  Mora,  wliose  state  of  mind  seemed  more  composed 
since  all  was  over.  With  her  and  Sister  Theresa  the  priest 
pro]K)sed  next  day  t^)  leave  f'arlisle  for  the  nearest  seaport 
from  whieh  they  could  embark  for  P'rance.  Waverley  forced 
on  this  good  man  a  ring  of  some  value  and  a  sum  of  money  to 


490  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

be  employed  (as  he  thought  might  gratify  Flora)  in  the  ser- 
vices of  the  Catholic  church  for  the  memory  of  his  friend. 
^^ Fungai'que  inani  munere,"  he  repeated,  as  the  ecclesiastic 
retired.  "  Yet  why  not  class  these  acts  of  remembrance  with 
other  honours,  with  which  affection  in  all  sects  pursues  the 
memory  of  the  dead?" 

The  next  morning  ere  daylight  he  took  leave  of  the  town  of 
Carlisle,  promising  to  himself  never  again  to  enter  its  walls. 
He  dared  hardly  look  back  towards  the  Gothic  battlements  of 
the  fortified  gate  under  which  he  passed,  for  the  place  is  sur- 
rounded with  an  old  wall.  "They're  no  there,"  said  Alick 
Polwarth,  who  guessed  the  cause  of  the  dubious  look  which 
Waverley  cast  backward,  and  who,  with  the  vulgar  appetite 
for  the  horrible,  was  master  of  each  detail  of  the  butchery — 
"  The  heads  are  ower  the  Scotch  gate,  as  they  ca'  it.  It's  a 
gi'eat  pity  of  Evan  Dhu,  who  was  a  very  weel-meaning,  good- 
natured  man,  to  be  a  Hielandman;  and  indeed  so  was  the 
Laird  o'  Glennaquoich  too,  for  that  matter,  when  he  wasna  in 
ane  o'  his  tirrivies." 


CHAPTER  LXX. 

DULCE    DOMUM. 


The  impression  of  horror  with  which  Waverley  left  Carlisle 
softened  by  degrees  into  melancholy,  a  gradation  which  was 
accelerated  by  the  painful  yet  soothing  task  of  writing  to 
liose ;  and,  while  he  could  not  suppress  his  own  feelings  of  the 
calamity,  he  endeavoured  to  place  it  in  a  light  which  might 
grieve  her  without  shocking  her  imagination.  The  picture 
which  he  drew  for  her  benefit  he  gradually  familiarised  to  his 
own  mind,  and  his  next  letters  were  more  cheerful,  and  re- 
ferred to  the  prospects  of  peace  and  happiness  which  lay  be- 
fore them.  Yet,  though  his  first  horril^le  sensations  had 
simk  into  melancholy,  Edward  had  reached  his  native  country 
before  he  could,  as  usual  on  former  occasions,  look  round  for 
enjoyment  upon  the  face  of  nature. 

He  then,  for  the  fii'st  time  since  leaving  Edinburgh,  began 


WAVERLEY.  491 

to  experience  that  pleasure  wliich  almost  all  feel  who  return 
to  a  verdant,  populous,  and  highly  cultivated  country  from 
scenes  of  waste  desolation  or  of  solitary  and  melancholy  gran- 
deur. But  how  were  those  feelings  enhanced  when  he  entered 
on  the  domain  so  long  possessed  by  his  forefathers ;  recognised 
the  old  oaks  of  Waverley-Chace ;  thought  with  what  delight 
he  should  introduce  Eose  to  all  his  favourite  haimts ;  beheld 
at  length  the  towers  of  the  venerable  hall  arise  above  the 
woods  which  embowered  it,  and  finally  threw  himself  into  the 
arms  of  the  venerable  relations  to  whom  he  owed  so  much  duty 
and  affection ! 

The  happiness  of  their  meeting  was  not  tarnished  by  a 
single  word  of  reproach.  On  the  contrary,  whatever  pain  Sii 
Everard  and  Mrs.  Kachel  had  felt  during  Waverley's  perilous 
engagement  with  the  young  Chevalier,  it  assorted  too  well 
with  the  principles  in  which  they  had  been  brought  up  to 
incur  reprobation,  or  even  censure.  Colonel  Talbot  also  had 
smoothed  the  way  with  great  address  for  Edward's  favourable 
reception  by  dwelling  upon  his  gallant  behaviour  in  the  mili- 
tary character,  particularly  his  ])ravery  and  generosity  at 
Preston;  imtil,  warmed  at  the  idea  of  their  nephew's  engag- 
ing in  single  combat,  making  pritsoner,  and  saving  from 
slaughter  so  distinguished  an  officer  as  the  colonel  liimself, 
the  imagination  of  the  Baronet  and  his  sister  ranked  the 
exploit  of  Edward  with  those  of  Wilibert,  Hildebrand,  and 
Nigel,  the  vaunted  heroes  of  their  lino. 

The  af)[K'aranf'o  of  AVavcrley,  eml)rownod  by  exerciso  and 
dignified  Ijy  tlio  luibits  of  military  discii)line,  had  accpiired  au 
athletic  and  hardy  character,  which  not  only  verified  the 
Colonel's  narration,  but  surprised  and  delighted  all  the  in- 
habitants of  Waverl'^y-ironour.  Tliey  crowdful  to  see,  to  hear 
him,  and  t/)  sing  his  praises.  Mr.  IN^mbroke,  -wlio  secretly 
extolled  his  spirit  and  courage  in  cmbraoing  the  genuine  cause 
of  the  Church  of  England,  censured  his  pu]til  gently,  never- 
theless, for  being  so  careless  of  his  manuscripts,  which  indeed, 
he  said,  had  occasioned  him  some  personal  inconvenience,  as, 
u])on  the  Baronet's  lifing  arrested  by  ;i  king's  messnngpr,  he 
had  deemed  it  prudent  to  retire  to  a  concealment  called  "  Th« 


*92  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Priest's  Hole,"  from  the  use  it  had  been  put  to  in  former  days; 
where,  he  assured  our  liero,  the  butler  had  thought  it  safe  to 
venture  with  food  only  once  in  the  day,  so  that  he  had  been 
repeatedly  compelled  to  dine  upon  victuals  either  absolutely 
cold  or,  what  was  worse,  only  half  warm,  not  to  mention  that 
sometimes  his  bed  had  not  been  arranged  for  two  days  to- 
gether. Waverley's  mind  involuntarily  turned  to  the  Patmos 
of  the  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  who  was  well  pleased  with 
Janet's  fare  and  a  few  bunches  of  straw  stowed  in  a  cleft  in 
the  front  of  a  sand-cliff ;  but  he  made  no  remarks  upon  a  con- 
trast which  could  only  mortify  his  worthy  tutor. 

All  was  now  in  a  bustle  to  prepare  for  the  nuptials  of 
Edward,  an  event  to  which  the  good  old  Baronet  and  Miss 
Rachel  looked  forward  as  if  to  the  renewal  of  their  own  yeuth. 
The  match,  as  Colonel  Talbot  had  mtimated,  had  seemed  to 
them  in  the  highest  degree  eligible,  having  every  recommen- 
dation but  wealth,  of  which  they  themselves  had  more  than 
enough.  Mr.  Clippurse  was  therefore  summoned  to  Waverley- 
Honour,  under  better  auspices  than  at  the  commencement  of 
our  story.  Cut  Mr.  Clippurse  came  not  alone ;  for,  being  now 
stricken  in  years,  he  had  associated  with  him  a  nephew,  a 
younger  vulture  (as  our  English  Juvenal,  who  tells  the  tale  of 
Swallow  the  attorney,  might  have  called  him),  and  they  now 
carried  on  business  as  Messrs.  Clippurse  and  Hookem.  These 
worthy  gentlemen  had  directions  to  make  the  necessary  settle- 
ments on  the  most  splendid  scale  of  liberality,  as  if  Edward 
were  to  wed  a  peeress  in  her  own  right,  with  her  paternal  es- 
tate tacked  to  the  fringe  of  her  ermine. 

But  before  entering  upon  a  subject  of  proverbial  delay,  I 
must  remind  my  reader  of  the  progress  of  a  stone  rolled  down- 
hill by  an  idle  truant  boy  (a  pastime  at  which  I  was  myself 
expert  in  my  more  juvenile  years);  it  moves  at  first  slowly, 
avoiding  by  inflection  every  obstacle  of  the  least  importance ; 
but  when  it  has  attained  its  full  impulse,  and  draws  near  the 
conclusion  of  its  career,  it  smokes  and  thunders  down,  taking 
a  rood  at  every,  spring,  clearing  hedge  and  ditch  like  a  York- 
shire huntsman,  and  becoming  most  furiously  rapid  in  its 
course  when  it  is  nearest  to  being  consigned  to  rest  for  ever. 


WAVERLEY.  493 

Even  such  is  the  course  of  a  narrative  likb  that  which  you  are 
perusing.  The  earlier  events  are  studiously  dwelt  upon,  that 
you,  kind  reader,  may  be  introduced  to  the  character  rather 
by  narrative  than  by  the  duller  medium  of  direct  description ; 
but  when  the  story  draws  near  its  close,  we  hurry  over  the 
circumstances,  however  important,  which  your  imagination 
must  have  forestalled,  and  leave  you  to  suppose  those 
things  which  it  would  be  abusing  your  patience  to  relate  at 
length. 

We  are,  therefore,  so  far  from  attempting  to  trace  the  dull 
progress  of  Messrs.  Clii)purse  and  Hookem,  or  that  of  their 
Avorthy  otUcial  brethren  who  had  the  charge  of  suing  out  the 
pardons  of  Edward  "Waverley  and  his  intended  father-in-law, 
that  we  can  but  touch  upon  matters  more  attractive.  The 
mutual  epistles,  for  example,  which  were  exchanged  between 
Sir  Everard  and  the  Baron  upon  this  occasion,  though  match- 
less si>ecimen3  of  eloquence  in  their  way,  must  be  consigned 
to  merciless  oblivion.  Nor  can  I  tell  you  at  length  how 
worthy  Aunt  Rachel,  not  without  a  delicate  and  affectionate 
allusion  to  the  circumstances  which  had  trpusferred  Rose's 
maternal  diamonds  to  the  hands  of  l^onald  Rean  Lean,  stocked 
her  casket  with  a  set  of  jewels  that  a  duchess  might  have  en- 
vied. Moreover,  the  reader  will  have  the  goodness  to  imagine 
that  Job  Houghton  and  his  dame  were  suitably  provided  for, 
althoiigh  they  could  never  be  persuaded  that  their  son  fell 
oherwise  than  fighting  by  tlie  young  squire's  side;  so  that 
Aliek,  who,  as  a  lover  of  truth,  had  made  many  needless  at- 
tempts t(y  exjtound  the  ical  cireunistanecs  to  them,  was  finally 
orclered  to  say  not  a  word  nioi-e  uj>on  the  subject.  He  indem- 
nified himself,  however,  by  the  liberal  allowance  of  desperate 
battles,  grisly  exeoiitions,  and  raw-liead  .aiul  bl()ody-lx)ue  sto- 
ries with  which  1ih  ast/mished  the  seivants'  hall. 

Rut  although  these  impoiiant  matters  may  be  briefly  told 
in  narrative,  like  a  newsjtaper  rejmrt  of  a  Chancery  suit,  yet, 
with  all  the  urgency  which  Waverley  could  use,  the  real  time 
which  the  law  proceedings  occupied,  joined  to  the  delay  occa- 
siotied  by  the  mode  of  travelling  at  that  pr-riod,  rendered  it 
ct»usiderably  more  than  two  mouths  ere  Waverley,  having  left 


494  WAVEBLEY  NOVELS. 

England,  alighted  once  more  at  the  mansion  of  the  Laird  of 
Duchran  to  claim  the  hand  of  his  plighted  bride. 

The  day  of  his  marriage  was  fixed  for  the  sixth  after  his 
arrival.  The  Baron  of  Bradwardine,  with  whom  bridals, 
christenings,  and  funerals  were  festivals  of  high  and  solemn 
import,  felt  a  little  hurt  that,  including  the  family  of  the 
Duchi-an  and  all  the  immediate  vicinity  who  had  title  to  be 
present  on  such  an  occasion,  there  could  not  be  above  thirty 
persons  collected.  "When  he  was  married,"  he  observed, 
"  three  hundred  horse  of  gentlemen  born,  besides  servants,  and 
some  score  or  two  of  Highland  lairds  who  never  got  on  horse- 
back, were  present  on  the  occasion." 

But  his  pride  found  some  consolation  in  reflecting  that,  he 
and  his  son-in-law  having  been  so  lately  in  arms  against  gov- 
ernment, it  might  give  matter  of  reasonable  fear  and  offence 
to  the  ruling  powers  if  they  were  to  collect  together  the  kith, 
kin,  and  allies  of  their  houses,  arrayed  in  effeir  of  war,  as  was 
the  ancient  custom  of  Scotland  on  these  occasions — "  And, 
without  dubitation,"  he  concluded  with  a  sigh,  "  many  of  those 
who  would  have  rejoiced  most  freely  upon  these  joyful  es- 
pousals are  either  gone  to  a  better  place  or  are  now  exiles  from 
their  native  land." 

The  marriage  took  place  on  the  appointed  day.  The  Rev- 
erend Mr,  Kubrick,  kinsman  to  the  proprietor  of  the  hospitable 
mansion  where  it  was  solemnised,  and  chaplain  to  the  Baron, 
of  Bradwardine,  had  the  satisfaction  to  unite  their  hands; 
and  Frank  Stanley  acted  as  bridesman,  having  joined  Edward 
with  that  view  soon  after  his  arrival.  Lady  Emily  and 
Colonel  Talbot  had  proposed  being  present;  but  Lady  Emily's 
health,  when  the  day  approached,  was  found  inadequate  to 
the  journey.  In  amends  it  was  arranged  that  Edward  Wa- 
verley  and  his  lady,  who,  with  the  Baron,  proposed  an  imme- 
diate journey  to  Waverley- Honour,  should  in  their  way  spend 
a  few  days  at  an  estate  which  Colonel  Talbot  had  been  tempted 
to  purchase  in  Scotland  as  a  very  great  bargain,  and  at  which 
he  proposed  to  reside  for  some  time. 


I 


WAVERLEY.  496 

CHAPTER  LXXI 

This  is  no  mine  ain  house,  I  ken  by  the  bigging  o't. 

Old  Song. 

The  nuptial  party  travelled  in  great  style.  There  was  a 
coach  and  six  after  the  newest  pattern,  which  Sir  Everard 
had  presented  to  his  nephew,  that  dazzled  with  its  splendour 
the  eyes  of  one  half  of  Scotland ;  there  was  the  family  coach 
of  Mr.  Kubrick; — both  these  were  crowded  with  ladies, — and 
there  were  gentlemen  on  horseback,  with  their  servants,  to  the 
number  of  a  round  score.  Nevertheless,  without  having  the 
fear  of  famine  before  his  eyes,  Bailie  Macwheeble  met  them 
in  the  road  to  entreat  that  they  would  pass  by  his  house  at 
Little  Veolan.  The  Baron  stared,  and  said  his  son  and  he 
would  certainly  ride  by  Little  Veolan  and  pay  their  compli- 
ments to  the  l^>ailie,  l)ut  coidd  not  think  of  bringing  with  them 
the  "haill  comitatus  nuptialis,  or  mati-imonial  procession." 
Jle  added,  "that,  as  he  understood  that  the  l)arony  had  been 
sold  l)y  its  unworthy  possessor,  he  was  glad  to  see  liis  <^)ld 
friend  J)uncan  had  regained  his  situation  under  the  new 
jMm.iniis,  or  proprietor."  The  Bailie  ducked,  lx>wed,  and 
fidgeted,  and  then  again  insisted  upon  his  invitation ;  until 
the  Baron,  though  rather  piqued  at  the  pertinacity  of  his 
instances,  could  not  nevertheless  refuse  to  consent  with- 
out making  evident  sensations  which  he  was  anxious  to 
conceal. 

He  fell  into  a  deep  study  as  they  approa(^hed  the  top  of  the 
avenu»%  and  was  only  startled  from  it  by  observing  that  the 
battU'Tiionts  were  rcplatrfd,  tlie  r\nns  cleared  away,  and  (most 
wf)ndci-ful  f)f  all)  tliat  the  two  gieat  stone  bears,  those  muti- 
lated Dagons  of  his  idolatry,  had  resumed  their  posts  over 
the  gateway.  "  Now  this  new  proprietor,"  said  lie  to  Edward, 
'*ha.s  shown  mair  p/sfo,  as  the  Italians  call  it,  in  the  short 
time  he  has  had  this  domain,  than  that  hound  Malcolm, 
though  T  bred  liim  hfro  mysfll,  lias  acqnired  vif'i.  (Kthue 
durante.     And  now  1  talk  of  hounda,  is  not  yon  Ban  and 


496  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Buscar  who  come  scoupiug  up  the  avenue  with  Davie  Gel- 
lately?" 

"  I  vote  we  should  go  to  meet  them,  sir, "  said  Waverley, 
"for  I  believe  the  present  master  of  the  house  is  Colonel 
Talbot,  who  will  expect  to  see  us.  We  hesitated  to  mention 
to  you  at  first  that  he  had  purchased  your  ancient  patrimonial 
property,  and  even  yet,  if  you  do  not  incline  to  visit  him,  we 
can  pass  on  to  the  Bailie's." 

The  Baron  had  occasion  for  all  his  magnanimity.  How- 
ever, he  di-ew  a  long  breath,  took  a  long  snuff,  and  observed, 
since  they  had  brought  him  so  far,  he  could  not  pass  the 
Colonel's  gate,  and  he  would  be  happy  to  see  the  new  master 
of  his  old  tenants.  He  alighted  accordingly,  as  did  the  other 
gentlemen  and  ladies ;  he  gave  his  arm  to  his  daughter,  and  as 
they  descended  the  avenue  pointed  out  to  her  how  speedily  the 
"Diva  Pecunia  of  the  Southron — their  tutelary  deity,  he 
might  call  her — had  removed  the  marks  of  spoliation." 

In  truth,  not  only  had  the  felled  trees  been  removed,  but, 
their  stumps  being  grubbed  up  and  the  earth  round  them 
levelled  and  sown  with  grass,  every  mark  of  devastation,  mi- 
less  to  an  eye  intimately  acquainted  with  the  spot,  was  already 
totally  obliterated.  There  was  a  similar  reformation  in  tlie 
outward  man  of  Davie  Gellatley,  who  met  them,  every  how 
and  then  stopping  to  admire  the  new  suit  which  graced  his 
person,  in  the  same  colours  as  formerly,  Init  bedizened  fine 
enough  to  have  served  Touchstone  himself.  He  danced  up 
with  his  usual  ungainly  frolicsj  first  to  the  Baron  and  then 
to  Rose,  passing  his  hands  over  his  clothes,  crying,  "  P>ra', 
bra'  Davie, "  and  scarce  able  to  sing  a  bar  to  an  end  of  his 
thousand-and-one  songs  for  the  breathless  extravagance  of  his 
joy.  The  dogs  also  acknowledged  their  old  master  with  a 
thousand  gambols.  "Upon  my  conscience.  Rose,"  ejaculated 
the  Baron,  "  the  gratitude  o'  thae  dumb  brutes  and  of  that 
puir  innocent  brings  the  tears  into  my  auld  een,  while  that 
schellum  jVIalcolm — but  I'm  obliged  to  Colonel  Talbot  for  put- 
ting my  hounds  into  such  good  condition,  and  likewise  for 
puir  Davie.  But,  Rose,  my  dear,  we  must  not  permit  them 
to  be  a  life-rent  burden  upon  the  estate." 


WAVERLEY.  497 

AS  he  spoke,  Lady  Emily,  leaning  upon  the  arm  of  her  hus- 
band, met  the  party  at  the  lower  gate  with  a  thousand  wel- 
comes. After  the  ceremony  of  introduction  had  been  gone 
through,  much  abridged  by  the  ease  and  excellent  breeding  ef 
Lady  Emily,  she  apologised  for  having  used  a  little  art  to  wile 
them  back  to  a  place  which  might  awaken  some  painful  reflec- 
tions— "  But  as  it  was  to  change  masters,  we  were  very  desir- 
ous that  the  Baron " 

**  Mr.  Bradwardine,  madam,  if  you  please, "  said  the  old 
gentleman. 

" — Mr.  Bradwardine,  then,  and  Mr.  Waverley  should  see 
what  we  have  dune  towards  restoring  the  mansion  of  your 
fathers  to  its  former  state." 

The  Baron  answered  with  a  low  bow.  Indeed,  when  he 
entered  the  court,  excepting  that  the  heavy  stables,  which  had 
been  burnt  down,  were  replaced  by  buildings  of  a  lighter  and 
more  picturesque  appearance,  all  seemed  as  much  as  possible 
restored  to  the  state  in  which  he  had  left  it  when  he  assumed 
arms  some  months  before.  The  pigeon-house  was  replenished ; 
the  fountain  played  with  its  usual  activity,  and  not  only  tha 
bear  who  predominated  over  its  basin,  but  all  the  otlier  bears 
whatsoever,  were  placed  on  their  several  stations,  and  renewed 
or  repaired  with  so  much  care  that  they  bore  no  tokens  of  tlie 
violence  which  had  so  lately  descended  upon  them.  While 
these  minuti.'ii  had  been  so  heedfully  attended  to,  it  is  scarce 
necessary  t<^)  add  that  the  house  itself  had  l)een  thoroughly  re- 
paired, as  well  as  tlie  gardens,  with  the  strictest  attcmtion  to 
maintain  the  original  cliarac-ter  of  botli,  and  to  remove  as  far 
aH  possible  all  appearance  of  the  ravage  they  had  sustained. 
Tlu-  r.aron  gazed  in  silent  wonder;  at  length  lie  addressed 
Colonel  TallM)i: 

"  While  I  a/;knowledgo  my  obligation  to  yon,  sir,  for  the 
restoration  of  the  badge  of  our  family,  I  cainiot  but  marvel 
that  you  have  nowhere  established  your  own  crest,  whilk  is,  T 
believe,  a  mastiff,  anciently  called  a  tall)ot;  as  the  i)oet  has  it, 

A  talbot  Htrong.  a  Htunly  fyke. 

At  least  such  a  dog  is  the  crest  of  the  martial  and  renowned 


498  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Earls  of  Shrewsbury,  to  whom  your  family  are  probably  blood 
relations. " 

"I  believe,"  said  the  Colonel,  smiling,  "  our  dogs  are  whelps 
of  the  same  litter ;  for  my  part,  if  crests  were  to  dispute  pre- 
cedence, I  should  be  apt  to  let  them,  as  the  proverb  says, 
'tight  dog,  fight  bear.'" 

As  he  made  this  speech,  at  which  the  Baron  took  another 
long  pinch  of  snuff,  they  had  entered  the  house,  that  is,  the 
Baron,  Rose,  and  Lady  Emily,  with  young  Stanley  and  the 
Bailie,  for  Edward  and  the  rest  of  the  party  remained  on  the 
tei-race  to  examine  a  new  greenhouse  stocked  with  the  finest 
plants.  The  Baron  resumed  his  favourite  topic — "  However 
it  may  please  you  to  derogate  from  the  honour  of  your  bur- 
gonet.  Colonel  Talbot,  which  is  doubtless  your  humour,  as  I 
have  seen  in  other  gentlemen  of  birth  and  honour  in  your 
country,  I  must  against  repeat  it  as  a  most  ancient  and  dis- 
tinguished bearing,  as  well  as  that  of  my  young  friend  Francis 
Stanley,  which  is  the  eagle  and  child." 

"The  bird  and  bantling  they  call  it  in  Derbyshire,  sir," 
said  Stanley. 

"  Y'ere  a  daft  callant,  sir,"  said  the  Baron,  who  had  a  great 
liking  to  this  young  man,  perhaps  because  he  sometimes 
teased  him — "  Ye're  a  daft  callant,  and  I  must  correct  you 
some  of  these  days,"  shaking  his  great  brown  fist  at  him. 
"  But  what  I  meant  to  say,  Colonel  Talbot,  is,  that  yours  is  an 
ancient  prosapia,  or  descent,  and  since  you  have  lawfully  and 
justly  acquired  the  estate  for  you  and  yours  which  I  have  lost 
for  me  and  mine,  I  wish  it  may  remain  in  your  name  as  many 
centuries  as  it  has  done  in  that  of  the  late  proprietor's." 

"That,"  answered  the  Colonel,  "is  very  handsome,  Mr. 
Bradwardine,  indeed." 

"  And  yet,  sir,  I  cannot  but  marvel  that  you.  Colonel,  whom 
I  noted  to  have  so  much  of  the  avior  patrice  when  we  met  in 
Edinburgh  as  even  to  vilipend  other  countries,  should  have 
chosen  to  establish  your  Lares,  or  household  gods,  proctil  a 
patrim  finibiis,  and  in  a  manner  to  expatriate  yourself." 

"  "Why  really.  Baron,  T  do  not  see  why,  to  keep  the  secret 
of  these  foolish  boys,  Waverley  and  Stanley,  and  of  my  wife. 


WAVERLEY.  499 

who  is  no  wiser,  one  old  soldier  should  continue  to  impose 
upon  another.  You  must  know,  then,  that  I  have  so  much  of 
that  same  prejudice  in  favour  of  my  native  country,  that  the 
sum  of  money  which  I  advanced  to  the  seller  of  this  extensive 

barony  has  only  purchased  for  me  a  box  in shire,  called 

Breie-wood  Lodge,  with  about  two  hundred  and  fifty  acres  of 
land,  the  chief  merit  of  which  is,  "  that  it  is  within  a  very  few 
miles  of  Waverley-Honour." 

"  And  who,  then,  in  the  name  of  Heaven,  has  bought  this 
property?" 

"That,"  said  the  Colonel,  "it  is  this  gentleman's  profession 
to  explain." 

The  Bailie,  whom  this  reference  regarded,  and  who  had  all 
this  while  shifted  from  one  foot  to  another  with  great  im- 
patience, "like  a  hen,"  as  he  afterwards  said,  "upon  a  liet 
girdle" ;  and  chuckling,  he  might  have  added,  like  tlie  said 
hen  in  all  the  glory  of  laying  an  egg,  now  pushed  forward. 
"That  I  can,  that  I  can,  your  honour,"  drawing  from  his 
pocket  a  budget  of  papers,  and  untying  the  red  tape  with  a 
hand  trembling  witli  eagerness,  "  Here  is  the  disposition  and 
assignation  by  Malcolm  liradwardine  of  Inch-Grabl)it,  regu- 
larly signed  and  tested  in  terms  of  the  statute,  wlierehy,  for  a 
certain  sum  of  sterling  money  presently  contented  and  i)aid  to 
him,  he  has  disj>oned,  alienated,  and  conveyed  the  whole  es- 
tate and  barony  of  Ibadwardine,  Tully-Veolan,  and  others, 
witli  the  fortalice  and  manor-jjlace " 

"For  God's  sake,  to  tin'  point,  sir;  I  have  all  that  by 
heart,"  said  the  Colonel. 

" — To  Cosmo  Corny n«  liradwardine,  Esq.,"  i)ursued  the 
Bailie,  "l»is  heirs  and  assignees,  simply  and  irredeemably,  to 
be  held  either  a  me  vcJ.  tie  vie " 

"  Pray  read  short,  sir. " 

"  On  the  conscience  of  an  honest  man,  Colonel,  T  read  as 
short  as  is  consistent  with  style — imder  the  burden  and  re- 
servation always " 

"  Mr.  Macwheeble,  this  would  outlast  a  Ku.ssian  winter; 
give  me  leave.  In  short,  Mr.  liiadwaidine,  your  family  es- 
tate is  your  own  once  more  in  full  property,  and  at  your  abso- 


600  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

lute  disposal,  but  only  burdened  with  the  sum  Advanced  to  re- 
purchase it,  which  I  understand  is  utterly  disproportioned  to 
its  value." 

"An  auld  sang — an  auld  sang,  if  it  please  your  honours," 
cried  the  Bailie,  rubbing  his  hands;  "look  at  the  rental 
book." 

"  — 'Which  sum  being  advanced  by  Mr.  Edward  Waverley, 
chiefly  from  the  price  of  his  father's  propei-ty  which  I  bought 
from  him,  is  secured  to  his  lady  your  daughter  and  her  family 
by  this  marriage." 

"  It  is  a  catholic  security, "  shouted  the  Bailie,  "  to  Rose 
Comyne  Bradwardine,  alias  Wauverley,  in  life-rent,  and  the 
children  of  the  said  marriage  in  fee ;  and  I  made  up  a  wee  bit 
minute  of  an  antenuptial  contract,  inttdtu  matrimonij,  so  it 
cannot  be  subject  to  reduction  hereafter,  as  a  donation  inter 
vinim  et  uxorem." 

It  is  difficulty  to  say  whether  the  worthy  Baron  was  most 
delighted  with  the  restitution  of  his  family  property  or  with 
the  delicacy  and  generosity  that  left  him  unfettered  to  pursue 
his  purpose  in  disposing  of  it  after  his  death,  and  which 
avoided  as  much  as  possible  even  the  appearance  of  laying 
him  imder  pecuniary  obligation.  When  his  first  pause  of  joy 
and  astonishment  was  over,  his  thoughts  turned  to  the  un- 
worthy heir-male,  who,  he  pronounced,  had  sold  his  birth- 
right, like  Esau,  for  a  mess  o'  pottage. 

"  But  wha  cookit  the  parritch  for  him?"  exclaimed  the 
Bailie;  "  I  wad  like  to  ken  that; — what  but  your  honour's  to 
command,  Duncan  Macwheeble?  His  honour,  young  Mr. 
Wauverley,  put  it  a'  into  my  hand  frae  the  beginning — frae 
the  first  calling  o'  the  summons,  as  I  may  say.  I  circum- 
vented them — I  played  at  bogle  about  the  bush  wi'  them — I 
cajolled  them;  and  if  I  have  na  gien  Inch-Grabbit  and  Jamie 
Howie  a  bonnie  begunk,  they  ken  themselves.  Hima  writerl 
I  didna  gae  slapdash  to  them  wi'  our  bridegroom,  to  gar  them 
hand  up  the  market.  Na,  na;  I  scared  them  wi'  our  wrld  " 
tenantry,  and  the  Mac-Ivors,  that  are  but  iU  settled  yet,  till 
they  durstna  on  ony  errand  whatsoever  gang  ower  the  door- 
stane  after  gloaming,  for  fear  John  Heatherblutter,  or  some 


WAVERLEY.  601 

siccan  dare-the-deil,  should  tak  a  bafE  at  them;  then,  on  the 
other  hand,  1  betiummed  them  wi'  Colonel  Talbot ;  wad  they 
offer  to  keep  up  the  price  again'  the  Duke's  friend?  did 
they  na  ken  wha  was  master?  had  they  na  seen  eneugh, 
by  the  sad  example  of  mony  a  puir  misguided  unhappy 
body " 

"  \\'ho  went  to  Derby,  for  example,  Mr,  Macwheeble?" 
said  the  Colonel  to  him  aside. 

"  Oh  whisht.  Colonel,  for  the  love  o'  God !  let  that  flee  stick 
i'  the  wa'.  There  were  mony  good  folk  at  Derby;  and  it's 
ill  speaking  of  halters" — with  a  sly  cast  of  his  eye  toward  the 
Baron,  wlio  was  in  a  deep  reverie. 

Starting  out  of  it  at  once,  he  took  Macwheeble  by  the  but- 
ton and  led  him  into  one  of  the  deep  window  recesses,  whence 
only  fragments  of  their  conversation  reached  the  rest  of  the 
party.  It  certainly  related  to  stamp-j^aper  and  parchment ; 
for  no  other  subject,  even  from  the  mouth  of  his  patron,  and 
he  once  more  an  efficient  one,  could  have  arrested  so  deeply 
the  Bailie's  reverent  and  absorbed  attention. 

"  I  understand  your  honour  perfectly ;  it  can  be  dune  as 
ea.sy  as  taking  out  a  decreet  in  absence." 

"To  her  and  him,  after  my  demise,  and  to  their  heirs-male, 
but  jjreferring  the  second  son,  if  CJod  shall  bless  them  with 
two,  who  is  to  carry  the  name  and  arms  of  Bradwardine  of 
that  ilk,  without  any  other  name  or  armorial  bearings  what- 
soever. " 

"Tut,  your  honour!"  whispered  the  liailie,  "I'll  niak  a 
alight  jotting  the  morn ;  it  will  cost  but  a  cliarter  of  resigna- 
tion infavnrp.m;  and  I'll  liae  it  ready  for  the  next  term  in 
Exchf^'pier." 

Th«Mr  j)rivate  conversation  ended,  tlic  liaron  was  now  .sum- 
moned tf)  do  the  honours  of  'l'\illy-\'('oljui  to  new  guests. 
These  were  Major  Melville  of  Cairnvreckan  and  the  Reverend 
Mr.  Morton,  followed  by  two  or  three  others  of  the  Baron's 
ac.quaintances,  who  liad  l)een  made  privy  to  his  having  again 
a<^iquired  the  estate  of  liis  fathers.  The  shouts  of  the  villagers 
wore  also  heard  beneath  ii'  the  court-yard;  for  Saunders 
Saundersou,  who  had  kept  the  aecret  for  seveial  days  with 


602  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

laudable  prudence,  had  unloosed  his  tongue  upon  beholding 
the  arrival  of  the  carriages. 

But,  while  Edward  received  Major  Melville  with  politeness 
and  the  clergyman  with  the  most  affectionate  and  grateful 
kindness,  his  father-in-law  looked  a  little  awkward,  as  uncer- 
tain how  he  should  answer  the  necessary  claims  of  hospitality 
to  his  guests,  and  forward  the  festivity  of  his  tenants.  Lady 
Emily  relieved  him  by  intimating  that,  though  she  must  be 
an  indifferent  representative  of  Mrs.  Edward  Waverley  in 
many  respects,  she  hoped  the  Baron  would  approve  of  the  en- 
tertainment she  had  ordered  in  expectation  of  so  many  guests; 
and  that  they  would  find  such  other  accommodations  provided 
as  might  in  some  degree  support  the  ancient  hospitality  of 
TuUy-Veolan.  It  is  impossible  to  describe  the  pleasure  which 
this  assurance  gave  the  Baron,  who,  with  an  air  of  gallantry 
half  appertaining  to  the  stiff  Scottish  laird  and  half  to  the 
officer  in  the  French  service,  offered  his  arm  to  the  fair 
speaker,  and  led  the  way,  in  something  between  a  stride  and 
a  minuet  step,  into  tlie  large  dining  parlour,  followed  by  all 
the  rest  of  the  good  company. 

By  dint  of  Saunderson's  directions  and  exertions,  all  here, 
as  well  as  in  the  other  apartments,  had  been  disposed  as  much 
as  possible  according  to  the  old  arrangement ;  and  where  new 
movables  had  been  necessary,  they  had  been  selected  in  the 
same  character  with  the  old  furniture.  There  was  one  addi- 
tion to  this  fine  old  apartment,  however,  which  drew  tears 
into  the  Baron's  ej^es.  It  was  a  large  and  spirited  painting, 
representing  Fergus  Mac-Ivor  and  Waverley  in  their  High- 
land dress,  the  scene  a  wild,  rocky,  and  mountainous  pass, 
down  which  tbe  clan  were  descending  in  the  background.  It 
-WBB  taken  from  a  spirited  sketch,  drawn  while  they  were  in 
Edinburgh  by  a  young  man  of  high  genius,  and  had  been 
painted  on  a  full-length  scale  by  an  eminent  London  artist. 
Eaeburn  himself  (whose  "  Higldand  Chiefs"  do  all  but  walk 
out  of  the  canvas)  could  not  have  done  more  justice  to  the 
subject;  and  the  ardent,  fiery,  and  impetuous  character  of 
the  unfortunate  Chief  of  Glennaquoich  was  finely  contrasted 
with  the  contemplative,  fanciful,  and  enthusiastic  expression 


WAVERLEY.  503 

of  his  happier  friend.  Beside  this  painting  hung  the  arms 
which  Waverley  had  borne  in  the  unfortunate  civil  war. 
The  whole  piece  was  beheld  with  admiration  and  deeper 
feelings. 

Men  must,  however,  eat,  in  spite  both  of  sentiment  and 
vertu;  and  the  Baron,  while  he  assumed  the  lower  end  of 
the  table,  insisted  that  Lady  Emily  should  do  the  honours  of 
the  head,  that  they  might,  he  said,  set  a  meet  example  to  the 
young  folk.  After  a  pause  of  deliberation,  employed  in  ad- 
justing in  his  own  brain  the  precedence  between  the  Presby- 
teiian  kirk  and  Episcopal  church  of  Scotland,  he  requested 
Mr.  Morton,  as  the  stranger,  woidd  crave  a  blessing,  observ- 
ing that  Mr.  Kubrick,  who  was  at  home,  would  return  thanks 
for  the  distinguished  mercies  it  had  been  his  lot  to  experience. 
The  dinner  was  excellent.  Saunderson  attended  in  full  cos- 
tume, with  all  the  former  domestics,  who  had  been  collected, 
excepting  one  or  two,  that  had  not  been  heard  of  since  the 
affair  of  Culloden.  The  cellars  were  stocked  with  wine  which 
was  pronoimced  to  be  superb,  and  it  had  been  contrived  that 
the  Bear  of  the  Fountain,  in  the  court-yard,  should  (for  that 
jiiglit  only)  jilay  excellent  brandy  punch  for  the  benefit  of  the 
lower  (»rders. 

\A'h('n  the  dinner  was  over  the  Baron,  about  to  propose  a 
toast,  cast  a  somewhat  son-owful  look  upon  the  sideboard, 
whieh,  however,  exhibited  much  of  his  plate,  that  had  either 
Wen  secreted  or  purchased  by  neighl)Ouring  gentlemen  from  the 
Boldicr}',  and  by  them  gladly  restored  to  the  original  owner. 

"  In  the  lato  times,"  ho  said,  "those  nuist  be  thankful  who 
have  saved  life  and  land;  yet  when  I  am  about  to  pronounce 
this  toast,  I  cannot  but  regret  an  old  lieirloom,  Lady  Emily, 
a  pnniJinn  jiofnfnriiim,  Colonel  Tiilbot — — '" 

Here  tho  l'>aron'H  e]lx)W  was  gently  touched  l)y  his  major- 
domo,  and.  tuniing  rouiul,  ho  ])elield  in  llie  hands  of  Alex- 
ander ab  AlexanUro  tlie  celebrated  cup  of  »Saint  Duthac,  the 
Blessed  Bear  of  I'radv  ardinel  I  question  if  the  recovery  of 
his  estate  afforded  liim  more  rapture.  "  B.y  my  honour,"  he 
said,  "one  might  almost  believe  in  brownies  and  fairies,  Lady 
Emily,  when  your  ladyship  ia  iu  presence!" 

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604  WAVERLET  NOVELS. 

"  I  am  truly  happy, "  said  Colonel  Talbot,  "  that,  by  the 
recovery  of  this  piece  of  family  antiquity,  it  has  fallen  within 
my  power  to  give  you  some  token  of  my  deep  interest  in  all 
that  concerns  my  young  friend  Edward.  But  that  you  may 
not  suspect  Lady  Emily  for  a  sorceress,  or  me  for  a  conjuror, 
which  is  no  joke  in  Scotland,  I  must  tell  you  that  Frank 
Stanley,  your  friend,  who  has  been  seized  with  a  tartan  fever 
ever  since  he  heard  Edward's  tales  of  old  Scottish  manners, 
happened  to  describe  to  us  at  second-hand  this  remarkable 
cup.  My  servant,  Spontoon,  who,  like  a  true  old  soldier,  ob- 
serves everythuig  and  says  little,  gave  me  afterwards  to 
understand  that  he  thought  he  had  seen  the  piece  of  plate 
Mr,  Stanley  mentioned  in  the  possession  of  a  certain  Mrs. 
Kosebag,  who,  having  been  originally  the  helpmate  of  a  pawn- 
broker, had  found  opportunity  during  the  late  unpleasant 
scenes  in  Scotland  to  trade  a  little  in  her  old  line,  and  so  be- 
came the  depositary  of  the  more  valuable  part  of  the  spoil  of 
half  the  army.  You  may  believe  the  cup  was  speedily  re- 
covered; and  it  will  give  me  very  great  pleasure  if  you  allow 
me  to  suppose  that  its  value  is  not  diminished  by  having  been 
restored  through  my  means." 

A  tear  mingled  with  the  wine  which  the  Baron  filled,  as  he 
proposed  a  cup  of  gratitude  to  Colonel   Talbot,    and  "  The 
Prosperity  of  the  united  Houses  of  Waverley- Honour   and. 
Bradwardine!" 

It  only  remains  for  me  to  say  that,  as  no  wish  was  ever 
uttered  with  more  affectionate  sincerity,  there  are  few  which, 
allowing  for  the  necessary  mutal)ility  of  human  events,  have 
been  upon  the  whole  more  happily  fulfilled. 


CHAPTER  LXXII. 

A    POSTSCRIPT    WHICH    SHOULD    HAVE    KEEIT    A    PREFACE. 

Our  journey  is  now  finished,  gentle  reader;  and  if  your 
patience  has  accompanied  me  through  these  sheets,  the  con- 
tract is,  on  your  part,  strictly  fulfilled.     Yet,  like  the  driver 


WAVERLEY.  605 

who  has  veceived  his  full  hire,  I  still  lingei-  near  you,  and 
make,  with  becoming  diffidence,  a  trifling  additional  claim 
upon  your  bounty  and  good  nature.  You  are  as  free,  how- 
ever, to  shut  the  volume  of  the  one  petitioner  as  to  close  your 
door  in  the  face  of  the  other. 

This  sliould  have  been  a  prefatory  chapter,  but  for  two  rea- 
sons: First,  that  most  novel  readers,  as  my  own  conscience 
reminds  me,  are  apt  to.  be  guilty  of  the  sin  of  omission  re- 
specting that  same  matter  of  prefaces ;  Secondly,  that  it  is  a 
general  custom  with  that  class  of  students  to  begin  with  the 
last  chapter  of  a  work ;  so  that,  after  all,  these  remarks,  be- 
ing introduced  last  in  order,  have  still  the  best  chance  to  be 
read  in  their  proper  place. 

There  is  no  European  nation  which,  within  the  course  of 
half  a  century  or  little  more,  has  imdergone  so  complete  a 
change  as  this  kingdom  of  Scotland.  The  effects  of  the  in- 
surrection of  1745, — the  destruction  of  the  patriarchal  power 
of  the  lligliland  chiefs, — the  abolition  of  the  heritable  juris- 
dictions of  the  Lowland  nobility  and  barons, — the  total  eradi- 
cati(m  of  the  Jacobite  party,  which,  averse  to  intermingle 
with  tlie  Knglisli,  or  adojit  their  customs,  long  continued  to 
pride  tliemselves  upon  maintaining  ancient  Scottish  manners 
and  custfjms, — commenced  tliis  innovation.  The  gradual  in- 
flux of  wealth  and  extension  of  commerce  have  since  united 
to  render  the  present  people  of  Scotland  a  class  of  beings  as 
diffcuent  from  their  grandfathers  as  tho  existing  English  are 
from  tlios(5  of  Qm^en  Elizabeth's  time. 

The  political  and  ee,()noniioal  elfects  of  these  changes  have 
been  traced  by  Lord  Selkiik  with  great  precision  and  accu- 
racy, liut  the  cliange,  though  stiiadily  and  rajndly  j)rogrG3- 
sive,  h;us  nevertheless  been  gradual;  and,  liko  tliose  wlio  drift 
down  the  stream  of  a  deep  .and  sniooth  river,  wo  are  not  aware 
of  tho  progress  we  liave  made  \intil  wo  fix  our  eye  on  tho  now 
distant  {Kjint  from  which  wo  liavo  been  drifted.  Such  of  the 
present  generations  as  c&n  reooUect  the  last  twenty  or  twenty- 
five  years  of  tho  eightiienth  century  will  l)0  fully  sensible  of 
the  truth  of  this  statement;  eH]»ecially  if  their  aec|uaintanee 
and  connexions  lay  among  those  who  in  my  younger  time  were 


606  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

facetiously  called  *'  folks  of  the  old  leaven, "  who  still  cherished 
a  lingering,  though  hopeless,  attachment  to  the  house  of 
Stuart. 

This  race  has  now  almost  entirely  vanished  from  the  land, 
and  with  it,  doubtless,  much  absurd  political  prejudice;  but 
also  many  living  examples  of  singular  and  disinterested  at- 
tachment to  the  principles  of  loyalty  which  they  received 
from  their  fathers,  and  of  old  Scottish  faith,  hospitality, 
worth,  and  honour. 

It  was  my  accidental  lot,  though  not  born  a  Highlander 
(which  may  be  an  apology  for  much  bad  Gaelic),  to  reside 
during  my  childhood  and  youth  among  persons  of  the  above 
description ;  and  now,  for  the  purpose  of  preserving  some  idea 
of  the  ancient  manners  of  which  I  have  witnessed  the  almost 
total  extinction,  I  have  embodied  in  imaginary  scenes,  and 
ascribed  to  fictitious  characters,  a  part  of  the  incidents  which 
I  then  received  from  those  who  were  actors  in  them.  Indeed, 
the  most  romantic  parts  of  this  narrative  are  precisely  those 
which  have  a  foundation  in  fact. 

The  exchange  of  mutual  protection  between  a  Highland  gen- 
tleman and  an  officer  of  rank  in  the  king's  service,  together 
with  the  spirited  manner  in  which  the  latter  asserted  his  right 
to  return  the  favour  he  had  received,  is  literally  true.  The 
accident  by  a  musket  shot,  and  the  heroic  reply  imputed  to 
Flora,  relate  to  a  lady  of  rank  not  long  deceased.  And  scarce 
a  gentleman  who  was  "  in  hiding"  after  the  battle  of  Culloden 
but  could  tell  a  tale  of  strange  concealments  and  of  wild  and 
hair's-breadth  'scapes  as  extraordinary  as  any  which  I  have 
ascril)ed  to  my  heroes.  Of  this,  the  escape  of  Charles  Edward 
himself,  as  the  most  prominent,  is  the  most  striking  example. 
The  accoimts  of  the  battle  of  Preston  and  skirmish  at  Clifton 
are  taken  from  the  narrative  of  intelligent  eye-witnesses,  and 
corrected  from  the  History  of  the  Rebellion  by  the  late  vener- 
able author  of  Douglas.  The  Lowland  Scottish  gentlemen 
and  the  subordinate  characters  are  not  given  as  individual  por- 
traits, but  are  di-awn  from  the  general  habits  of  the  period,  of 
which  I  have  witnessed  some  renmants  in  my  younger  days, 
and  partly  gathered  from  tradition. 


WAVERLEY.  607 

It  has  been  my  object  to  describe  these  persons,  not  by  a 
caricatured  aud  exaggerated  use  of  the  national  dialect,  but  by 
their  habits,  manners,  and  feelings,  so  as  in  some  distant  de- 
gree to  emulate  the  admirable  Irish  portraits  di-awn  by  Miss 
Edgeworth,  so  different  from  the  "  Teagues"  and  "  dear  joys" 
who  so  long,  with  tlie  most  perfect  family  resemblance  to  each 
other,  "  occupied  the  drama  and  the  novel. 

I  feel  no  confidence,  however,  in  the  manner  in  which  I 
have  executed  my  purpose.  Indeed,  so  little  was  I  satisfied 
with  my  jiroduction,  that  I  laid  it  aside  in  an  luifinished  state, 
and  only  found  it  again  by  mere  accident  among  other  waste 
papers  in  an  old  cabinet,  the  drawers  of  which  I  was  rum- 
maging in  order  to  accommodate  a  fi'iend  with  some  fishing- 
tackle,  after  it  had  been  mislaid  for  several  years. 

Two  Avorks  upon  similar  subjects,  by  female  authors  whose 
genius  is  highly  creditable  to  their  country,  have  ajipeared  iu 
the  interval;  I  mean  Mrs.  Hamilton's  Glenburnie  and  the  late 
account  of  Ubjldand  Superstitions.  But  the  first  is  confined 
to  the  rural  liabits  of  Scotland,  of  which  it  has  given  a  picture 
with  striking  and  impressive  fidelity ;  and  the  traditional  rec- 
ords of  the  respectable  and  ingenious  ]\Irs.  Grant  of  Laggan 
are  of  a  nature  distinct  from  the  fictitious  narrative  which  I 
have  here  attempted. 

I  would  willingly  persuade  myself  that  the  ])receding  work 
will  not  lie  found  altogether  uninteresting.  To  elder  jjcrsons 
it  will  recall  scenes  and  cliaracters  familiar  to  their  youth; 
and  to  the  rising  generation  the  tale  may  present  some  idea  of 
the  manners  of  their  forefathers. 

Yet  I  heartily  wish  that  the  t5i.sk  of  tracing  the  evanescent 
manners  of  liis  own  country  had  employed  the  \\v\\  of  the  only 
man  in  Scotland  wlio  could  have  done  it  justice — of  him  so 
eminently  distinguished  in  elegant  literature,  and  whose 
sketches  of  Colonel  Caustic  and  Umphraville  are  i)erfectly 
blended  with  the  finer  traits  of  national  character.  I  shoidd 
in  that  case  liavo  had  more  pleasure  as  a  reader  tlian  I  shall 
ever  feel  in  the  i»ride  of  a  successful  author,  should  these 
sheets  confer  upon  me  that  envied  distinction.     And,  as  I 


608  WAVERLEY   NOVELS. 

have  inverted  the  usual  arraugemeut,  placing  these  remarks  at 
the  end  of  the  work  to  which  they  refer,  1  Avill  venture  on  a 
second  violation  of  form,  by  closing  the  whole  with  a 
Dedication — 

THESE   VOLUMES 

BETNG  RESPECTFULLY  INSCRIBED 

TO 

OUR  SCOTTISH  ADDISON, 

HENRY    MACKENZIE, 

BY 

AN   UNKNOWN   ADMIREB 
OF 

■IB  GENras. 


APPENDICES 

TO   THE   GENEKAL   PREFACE. 


No.  I. 

FRAOrviENT*     or    A     ROMANCE    WHICH     WAS    TO    HAVE     BEEN     ENTITLED 

THOMAS    THE    RHYMER. 


CHAPTER  I. 

TnKsnn  wa'!  nonrly  sot  hphind  thodistnnt  monntninpi  of  Lidrlosflalo,  when 
afew  1)1  llie  scuttercHi  mi<i  terrilicd  iiilmbitaiits  ol'tlif  village  of  HiTsildouiie, 
whicli  liuU  four  days  before  been  burned  by  a  predatory  band  of  English 
Borderers,  were  now  tmsied  in  repairing  their  ruinetl  dwellings.  One  high 
tower  in  the  eentrc  of  the  village  alone  exhibite<l  no  appearance  of  devas- 
tation. It  was  surroiindccl  wilh  coiirt  walls,  and  the  outer  gate  was  barred 
and  holte<l.  Tin-  hii>hes  and  brambles  whicli  grew  around,  and  ha<l  even 
ln«innate<l  their  branches  beneath  the  gate,  plainly  show(Kl  that  it  nuist 
have  Iteen  many  years  since  it  had  been  opened.  While  the  cottages 
aroinid  lay  in  smoking  ruins,  thiH  pile,  deserte<l  and  desolate  as  it  seemed 
to  be,  had  sufft-rwl  nothing  from  the  violence  of  the  itivaders  ;  and  tho 
wretcbiil  beings  who  were  eixh-avouring  to  rcjiair  thi-ir  miscrat)!!-  huts 
against  nightfall  seemed  to  neglect  the  preferable  shelter  wliicb  it  iniglit 
have  alTorded  them  without  the  ne(-essity  of  lai)our. 

Before  the  <lay  had  quite  gone  down,  a  knight,  richly  arme<l  and  mounted 
npnn  an  ambling  hackney,  rode  slowly  into  tlic  village.  His  attendants 
were  a  lady,  apparently  young  and  beautiful,  who  rode-  by  his  side  ui)oii  ii 
dapple-grey  palfrey;  bis  .mpiire,  who  carrie<I  bis  helmet,  and  lance,  and 
le<l  his  bnttle-liorse,  a  noble  sti-ed,  richly  caparisoncfl.  A  page  and 
four  yeomen  bearing  how.s  and  quivers,  short  Bwords,  and  targets  of  a  .span 

*  It  is  not  to  b«  suppose*!  that  these  fragments  are  given  a.s  po.sHcssing  any 
intrinsic  value  of  themselves  :  but  there  tnay  }>e  srime  curir)sity  attached  to 
them,  as  to  the  (ir'<t  efeJiings  of  a  plate,  wliicb  are  accounted  interesting  by 
those  who  have,  in  any  degree,  been  interested  in  the  more  finished  works 
of  the  artist. 


510  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

breadth,  completed  his  equipage,  which,  though  small,  denoted  him  to  be 
a  luuii  of  higli  rank. 

He  stopped  and  addressed  several  of  the  inhabitants  whom  curiosity 
had  withdrawn  from  their  labour  to  gaze  at  him ;  but  at  the  sound  of  his 
voice,  and  still  more  on  perceiving  the  St.  George's  Cross  in  the  caps  of  his 
followers,  they  fled,  with  a  loud  cry,  "that the  Southrons  were  returned.' 
The  knight  endeavoured  to  expostulate  with  the  fugitives,  who  were  chiefly 
aged  men,  women,  and  children  ;  but  their  dread  of  the  English  name 
accelerated  their  flight,  and  in  a  few  minutes,  excepting  the  knight  and 
his  attendants,  the  place  was  deserted  by  all.  He  paced  through  the  village 
to  seek  a  shelter  for  the  night,  and,  despairing  to  find  one  either  in  the 
inaccessible  tower  or  the  plundered  huts  of  the  peasantry,  he  directed  his 
course  to  the  left  hand,  where  he  spied  a  small  decent  habitation,  appar- 
ently the  abode  of  a  man  considerably  above  the  common  rank.  After 
much  knocking,  the  proprietor  at  length  showed  himself  at  the  window, 
and  speaking  in  the  English  dialect,  with  great  signs  of  apprehension, 
demanded  their  business.  The  warrior  replied  that  his  quality  was  an 
English  knight  and  baron,  and  that  he  was  travelling  to  the  court  of  the 
King  of  Scotland  on  affairs  of  consequence  to  both  kingdoms. 

"Pardon  my  hesitation,  noble  Sir  Knight,"  said  the  old  man,  as  he  un- 
bolted and  unbarred  his  doors — "  Pardon  my  hesitation,  but  we  are  here 
exposed  to  too  many  intrusions  to  admit  of  our  exercising  unlimited  and 
unsuspicious  hospitality.  What  I  have  is  yours;  and  God  .send  your  mia- 
Bion  may  bring  back  peace  and  the  good  days  of  our  old  Queen  Margaret ! " 

"Amen,  worthy  Franklin,"  quoth  the  Knight — "Did  you  know 
her?" 

"  I  came  to  this  country  in  her  train,"  said  the  Franklin  ;"  and  the  care 
of  some  of  her  jointure  lands  which  she  devolved  on  me  occasioned  my 
eettling  here." 

"And  how  do  you,  being  an  Englishman,"  said  the  Knight,  "protect 
your  life  and  property  here,  when  one  of  your  nation  cannot  obtain  a 
single  night's  lodging,  or  a  draught  of  water  were  he  thirsty?  " 

"  Marry,  noble  sir,"  answered  the  Franklin,  "  use,  as  they  say,  will  make 
a  man  live  in  a  lion's  den ;  and  as  I  settled  here  in  a  quiet  time,  and  luive 
never  given  cause  of  off'ence,  I  am  respected  by  my  neighbours,  and  even, 
as  you  see,  by  out  forayers  from  England." 

"  I  rejoice  to  hear  it,  and  accept  your  hospitality.  Isabella,  my  love,  our 
•worthy  host  will  provide  you  abed.  My  daughter,  good  Franklin,  is  ill 
at  ease.  We  will  occupy  your  house  till  the  Scottish  King  shall  return 
from  his  northern  expedition  ;  meanwhile  call  me  Lord  Lacy  of  Chester." 

The  attendants  of  the  Baron,  assisted  by  the  Franklin,  were  now  busied 
in  disposing  of  the  horses,  and  arranging  the  table  for  some  refreshment 
for  Lord  Lacy  and  his  fair  companion.  While  they  sat  down  to  it,  they 
were  attended  by  their  host  and  his  daughter,  whom  custom  did  not  per- 
mit to  cat  in  their  presence,  and  who  afterwards  withdrew  to  an  outer 
chamber,  where  the  .squire  and  page  (both  young  men  of  noble  birth)  par- 
t<jok  of  8upr)er,  and  were  accommodated  with  beds.  The  yeomen,  after 
doing  honour  to  the  rustic  cheer  of  Queen  Margaret's  bailiff,  withdrew  to 
the  stable,  and  each,  beside  his  favourite  horae,  snored  away  the  fatigues  of 
their  journey. 

Early  on  the  following  morning  the  travellers  were  roused  by  a  thundering 
knocking  at  the  door  of  the  house,  accompanied  with  many  demands  for 


APPENDICES  TO  THE  GENERAL  PREFACE.         oil 

Instant  admission  in  the  roughest  tones.  The  squire  and  page  of  Lord 
Lacy,  after  buckling  on  their  arms,  were  about  to  sally  out  to  chastise  these 
iutrudere,  when  the  old  host,  after  looking  out  at  a  private  casement,  con- 
trived for  reconnoitring  his  visitors,  entreated  them,  with  great  signs  of 
terror,  to  be  quiet,  if  they  did  not  mean  that  all  in  the  house  should  be 
murdered. 

lie  tlien  hastened  to  the  apartment  of  Lord  Lacy,  whom  he  met  dressed 
in  a  long  furred  gown  and  the  kniglitly  cap  called  a  viurticr,  irritated  at 
the  noise,  and  demanding  to  know  the  cause  which  had  disturbed  the 
repose  of  the  household. 

"  Noble  sir,"  said  the  Franklin,  "  one  of  the  most  formidable  and  bloody 
of  the  Scottish  Border  riders  is  at  hand;  he  is  never  seen,"  added  he,  fal- 
tering with  terror,  "so  far  from  the  hills  but  with  some  bad  purpose,  and 
the  power  of  accomplishing  it;  so  hold  yourself  to  your  guard,  for " 

A  loud  crash  here  announced  that  the  door  was  broken  down,  and  the 
kniglit  just  descended  the  stair  in  time  to  prevent  bloodshed  betwixt  lii.s 
attendants  and  the  intruders.  They  were  three  in  number;  their  chief 
was  tall,  bony,  and  athletic  ;  his  spare  and  muscular  frame,  as  well  as  the 
hardness  of  his  features,  marked  the  course  of  his  life  to  have  been  fatigu- 
ing and  perilous.  The  effect  of  his  appearance  was  aggravatt'd  by  his  dress, 
whicli  consi.stetl  of  a  jack  or  jacket,  composed  of  thick  bull' Ifatlier,  oil 
which  small  plates  of  iron  of  a  lozenge  form  were  stitched  in  such  !i  nuinner 
a.s  to  overlap  eacli  other  and  form  a  coat  of  mail,  which  swayed  with  every 
motion  of  tlic  wearer's  body.  This  defensive  armour  covered  a  doublet  of 
coarse  grey  cloth,  and  the  Borderer  had  a  few  half-rusted  plates  of  steel 
on  his  shoulders,  a  two-edged  sw(jrd,  with  a  dagger  hanging  beside  it,  in 
a  buff  belt;  a  helmet,  with  a  few  iron  bars  to  cover  the  face  instead  of  a 
visor,  and  a  lance  of  tremendous  and  uncommon  length,  completed  his 
apj)ointmeiits.  The  looks  of  the  man  were  as  wilil  and  rude  as  his  attii'c  : 
his  keen  black  eyes  never  rested  one  moment  fixed  upon  a  single  object, 
but  constantly  traverse<l  all  around,  as  if  they  ever  sought  some  danger  to 
oppose.  Hfjme  i)lunder  to  seize,  or  some  insult  to  revenge.  Tin?  latter 
Bcem<!<l  to  be  liis  present  oiijecl,  for,  regardless  of  the  dignified  pri-sence  of 
T/)rd  Lacy,  he  uttered  the  most  incoherent  threats  against  the  owner 
of  the  house  and  his  guests. 

"Wesliall  .see — ay,  marry  shall  wc — if  an  English  hound  is  to  harbour 
and  re.s(;t  the  Southrons  here.  Thank  the  Abbot  of  Melro.se  and  the  good 
Kniglit  of  f'oldiiiKiiow  tliat  have  so  long  kept  me  from  your  skirts.  But 
those  days  an;  gone,  by  St.  Mary,  and  you  shall  find  it  !  " 

It  is  probable  the  enrnu'-d  Borderer  would  not  have;  long  coiilimied  to 
vent  his  rage  in  empty  menaces,  liii<l  not  the  entranei-  of  the  four  yeomen 
with  their  bows  bent  convinced  him  that  the  force  was  not  at  tliis  moment 
on  his  own  Hide. 

I/ord  Lacy  now  advance<l  towards  him.  "  Yon  intrude  upon  my  privacy, 
soldier;  withdraw  yourself  and  your  followers.  There  is  peace  bet wi.Kt 
our  nations,  or  my  .servants  should  diaslise  thy  j)resumi)lion." 

".Hiuh  jieace  nn  ye  give  such  shall  you  have,"  answered  the  moss- troojjer, 
first  pointing  with  his  lance  towards  the  burned  village  and  then  idmost 
instantly  levelling  it  against  Lord  Lacy.  The  squire  drew  his  sword  and 
severed  at  one  blow  the  steel  head  froin  the  truncheon  of  the  spear. 

"Arthur  Fit/.herbert,"  saiil  tlie  Baron,  "that  stroke  has  deferred  thy 
knighthood  for  one  year ;   never  must  that  squire  wear  tin;  si)urs  whose 


512  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

unbridled  impetuosity  can  draw  unbidden  his  sword  in  the  presence  of  his 
master.    Go  hence  and  tliink  on  what  1  have  said." 

The  squire  left  the  chamber  abashed. 

"  It  were  vain,"  continued  Lord  Lacy,  "  to  expect  that  courtesy  from  a 
mountain  churl  which  even  my  own  followers  can  forget.  Yet  before 
thou  drawest  thy  brand  (for  the  intruder  laid  his  hand  upon  the  hilt  of 
his  sword),  thou  wilt  do  well  to  reflect  that  I  come  with  a  safe-conduct 
from  thy  king,  and  have  no  time  to  waste  in  brawls  with  such  as 
thou." 

"  From  my  king — from  my  king  !  "  re-echoed  the  mountaineer.  "  I  care 
not  that  rotten  truncheon  (striking  the  shattered  spear  furiously  on  the 
ground)  for  the  King  of  Fife  and  Lothian.  Eut  llabby  of  Cessford  will  be 
here  belive ;  and  we  shall  soon  know  if  he  will  permit  an  English  churl  to 
occupy  his  hostelrie." 

Having  uttered  these  words,  accompanied  with  a  lowering  glance  from 
under  his  shaggy  black  eyebrows,  he  turned  on  his  heel  and  left  the  house 
with  Ins  two  followers.  They  mounted  their  horses,  which  they  had  tied 
to  an  outer  fence,  and  vanished  in  an  instant. 

"Who  is  this  discourteous  ruffian?"  said  Lord  Lacy  to  the  Franklin, 
who  had  stood  in  the  most  violent  agitation  during  this  whole  scene. 

"  Tlis  name,  noble  lord,  is  Adam  Kerr  of  the  Moat,  but  he  is  commonly 
called  l)y  his  comi^anions  the  Black  Rider  of  Cheviot.  I  fear,  I  fear,  he 
comes  hither  for  no  good  ;  but  if  the  Lord  of  Cessford  be  near,  he  will  not 
dare  offer  any  unprovoked  outrage." 

"  I  have  heard  of  that  chief,"  said  the  Baron.  "  Let  me  know  when  he 
approaches,  and  do  thou,  Rodulph  (of  the  eldest  yeoman),  keep  a  .strict 
watch.  Adelbert  (to  the  page),  attend  to  arm  me."  The  page  bowed, 
and  the  Baron  withdrew  to  the  chamber  of  the  Lady  Isabella  to  explain 
the  cause  of  the  disturbance. 


Xo  more  of  the  proposed  tale  was  ever  written  ;  but  the  Author's  pur- 
pose was  that  it  should  turn  upon  a  fine  legend  of  superstition  which  ia 
current  in  the  part  of  the  Borders  where  he  had  liis  residence;  where,  in 
the  reign  of  Alexander  III.  of  Scotland,  that  renowned  person  Thomas  of 
Hersildoune,  called  the  Rhymer,  actually  flourished.  This  personage,  the 
Merlin  of  Scotland,  and  to  whom  some  of  the  adventures  which  the  British 
bards  assigned  to  Merlin  Caledonius,  or  the  Wild,  have  been  transferred 
by  tradition,  was,  as  is  well  known,  a  magician,  as  well  as  a  poet  and 
prophet.  He  is  alleged  still  to  live  in  the  land  of  Faery,  and  is  expected  to 
return  at  some  great  convulsion  of  society,  in  which  he  is  to  act  a  distin- 
guished part,  a  tradition  common  to  all  nations,  as  the  belief  of  the 
Mahomedans  respecting  their  twelfth  Imaum  demonstrates. 

Now,  it  chanced  many  years  since  that  there  lived  on  the  Borders  a 
jolly,  rattling  horse-cowper,  who  was  remarkable  for  a  reckless  and  fear- 
less temper,  which  made  him  nmch  admired  and  a  little  dreaded  amongst 
his  neighbours.  One  mooTinfrht  night,  as  he  rode  over  P.owden  Moor,  on 
the  west  side  of  the  Eildon  Hills,  the  scene  of  Thomas  the  Rhymer's  proph- 
ecies, and  often  mentione^l  in  his  story,  having  a  brace  of  horses  along 
with  him  which  he  had  not  been  able  to  dispose  of,  he  met  a  man  of  vener- 
able appearance  and  singularly  antique  dress,  who,  to  his  great  surprise, 
Rsked  the  price  of  his  horses,  and  began  to  chaffer  with  him  on  the  subject. 


APPENDICES  TO  THE  GENERAL  PREFACE.    ^^^ 

To  Canobie  Dick,  for  so  shall  we  call  our  Border  dealer,  a  chap  was  a  chap, 
and  he  would  have  sold  a  horse  to  the  devil  himself,  without  minding  his 
cloven  hoof,  and  would  have  probably  cheated  Old  Nick  into  the  bargain. 
The  stranger  paid  the  price  they  agreed  on,  and  all  that  puzzled  Dick  in 
the  transaction  was,  that  the  gold  which  he  received  was  in  unicorns, 
bonnet-pieces,  and  other  ancient  coins,  which  would  have  been  invaluable 
to  collectors,  but  were  rather  troublesome  in  modern  currency.  It  waa 
gold,  however,  and  therefore  Dick  contrived  to  get  better  value  for  the 
coin  than  he  perhaps  gave  to  his  customer.  By  the  command  of  so  good  a 
merchant,  he  brought  horses  to  the  same  spot  more  than  once,  the  pur- 
chaser only  stipulating  that  he  should  always  come  by  night,  and  alone. 
I  do  not  know  whether  it  was  from  mere  curiosity,  or  whether  some  hope 
of  gain  mixed  with  it,  but  after  Dick  had  sold  several  liorsesin  this  way, 
he  began  to  complain  that  dry  bargains  were  unlucky,  and  to  hint  that, 
since  liis  chap  must  live  in  the  neighbourhood,  he  ought,  in  the  courtesy 
of  dealing,  to  treat  him  to  half  a  mutchkin. 

"  You  may  see  my  dwelling  if  you  will,"  said  the  stranger ;  "  but  if  you 
lose  courage  at  what  you  see  there,  you  will  rue  it  all  your  life." 

Dickcn,  however,  laughed  the  warning  to  scorn,  and,  having  alighted  to 
secure  his  horse,  he  followed  the  stranger  up  a  narrow  foot-patii,  wliich 
led  them  up  the  hills  to  the  singular  eminence  stuck  betwixt  the  most 
Boutliern  and  tlie  centre  peaks,  and  calle<l  from  its  resemblance  to  such  an 
animal  in  its  form  the  Luckcn  Hare.  At  the  foot  of  this  eminence,  which 
is  almost  as  famous  for  witch  meetings  as  the  neighbouring  wind-mill  of 
Kippilaw,  Dick  was  somewhat  startled  to  observe  that  his  conductor 
entered  the  hillsi<lc  by  a  passage  or  cavern,  of  which  he  himself,  though 
well  nc<iuaint<;d  with  tlie  si)ot,  ha<l  never  seen  or  heard. 

"  You  may  still  return,"  said  his  guiile,  looking  ominously  back  upon 
him  ;  but  Dick  sccjrned  to  show  the  white  feather,  and  on  they  went. 
They  entered  a  very  long  range  of  stables  ;  in  every  stall  stood  a  coal-black 
horse;  l)y  every  liorse  lay  a  kniglit  in  coal-l)la(k  armour,  witlj  a  drawn 
Bword  in  his  liand  ;  l)ut  all  were  as  silent,  hoof  and  limb,  as  if  they  lia<1 
Ikmmi  cut  out  of  marble.  A  great  number  of  torclies  lent  a  gloomy  lustre  to 
llie  liall,  whicli,  like  those  of  the  r'alipli  Vatbek,  was  of  large  dimensions. 
At  tlie  tipper  end,  however,  they  at  length  arrived,  where  a  sword  ami 
horn  lay  on  an  antique  table. 

"  lit!  tliat  sliall  sound  that  horn  and  draw  tliat  sword,"  said  the  stranger, 
wlio  Tiow  intinuite<l  that  he  was  tlie  famous  Tlu)inas  of  Ilersildoune, 
"sliall,  if  liis  heart  fail  him  not,  be  king  over  all  broail  IJritain.  So  speaks 
the  tontMif-  tliat  cannot  lie.  But  all  <lepends  on  courage,  and  nnieb  on 
your  taking  tlie  .swonl  or  th(!  horn  first." 

Diik  was  much  disposed  to  tak(!  the  sword,  but  his  hold  spirit  wa.1 
quailcrfl  by  the  suppmalural  terrors  of  the  hall,  and  ho  tliought,  to  un- 
sheath  the  .sword  first  might  Ix*  constnieil  itUo  defiance,  and  ti\vo.  ofTence  to 
file  powers  of  the  Mf)untain.  Tie  tonk  the  hiiijle  with  a  trembling  hand, 
and  [colluded]  a  feeble  note,  liuf  ImikI  enomrli  to  jiroduce  a  terrible  an- 
swer. Thunder  rolled  in  Htunning  peals  throut;li  the  immense  iiall ; 
horses  and  men  startefl  to  life;  fhe  steeds  snorted,  stamped,  grinde<l  their 
bits,  and  tossed  on  high  tlieir  heads;  the  warriors  sprang  to  tlieir  feet, 
clashed  their  armour,  and  l)nindished  fheir  swords.  Dick's  terror  was  ex- 
treme at  s(!eing  tlie  whole  army,  whieli  had  been  so  lately  silent  as  the 
grave,  in  uproar,  and  about  to  rush  on  liim.    lie  dropped  the  horn,  uud 


514  WAVERLEY  KOVELS 

mntle  a  feohle  attempt  to  soii,c  the  enchnntcd  sword  ;  6ut  at  the  same  mo- 
ment a  voice  pronounced  aloud  the  mysterious  words  : 

"  Woe  to  the  coward,  tliat  ever  he  was  born, 
Who  did  not  draw  the  sword  before  he  blew  the  horn  ' 

At  the  same  time  a  wliirlwind  of  irresistible  fury  howled  through  the 
long  hall,  bore  the  unfortunate  horse-jockey  clear  out  of  the  mouth  of  the 
cavern,  and  precipitated  him  over  a  steep  bank  of  loose  stones,  where  the 
shepherds  found  him  the  next  morning,  with  just  breath  sufficient  to  tell 
bis  fearful  talc,  after  concluding  wliich  he  expired. 

This  legend,  with  several  variations,  is  found  in  many  parts  of  Scotland 
and  England  ;  the  scene  is  sometimes  laid  in  some  favourite  glen  of  the 
Highlands,  sometimes  in  the  deep  coal-mines  of  Northumberland  and 
Cumberland,  which  run  so  far  beneath  the  ocean.  It  is  also  to  be  found  in 
Reginald  Scott's  book  on  "  Witchcraft,"  which  was  written  in  the  IGth  cen- 
turj-.  It  would  be  in  vain  to  ask  v.liat  was  the  original  of  the  tradition. 
The  choice  between  the  horn  and  sword  may,  perhaps,  include  as  a  moral 
tliat  it  is  foolhardy  to  awaken  danger  before  we  have  arms  in  our  hands 
to  resist  it. 

Although  admitting  of  mucli  poetical  ornament,  it  is  clear  that  this 
legend  would  liave  formed  but  an  unhappy  foundation  fcjr  a  prose  story, 
and  must  have  degenerated  intf)  a  mere  fairy  tale.  Dr.  .Tohn  Leyden  baa 
beautifully  introduced  the  tradition  in  his  "  Scenes  of  Infancy  "  ; 

Mysterious  Rliymcr,  doom'd  by  fate's  decree. 

Still  to  revisit  Eildon's  fated  tree; 

Wliore  oft  the  swain,  at  dawn  of  Hallow-day, 

Hears  thy  fleet  barb  with  wild  impatience  neigh; 

Say  who  is  he,  with  summons  long  and  high, 

Shall  bid  the  charmed  sleep  of  ages  fly. 

Roll  the  lone  sound  through  Eildon's  caverns  vast, 

While  each  dark  warrior  kindles  at  the  blast : 

Tlie  liorn,  the  faU-hion  grasp  with  miglity  hand, 

And  peal  proud  Arthur^s  march  from  Fairy-land  ? 

Scenes  of  Infancy,  Part  I. 


In  the  same  cabinet  with  the  preceding  fragment,  the  following  occurred 
among  other  disjecta  memhra.  It  seems  to  lie  an  attempt  at  a  tale  of  a  dif- 
ferent deacription  from  the  last,  but  was  almost  instantly  abandoned.  The 
introflnction  points  out  the  time  of  the  composition  to  have  been  about  th« 
end  of  the  18th  century. 


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THE    LORD   OF   ENNERDALE. 

A    FRAGMENT   OF    A     LETTER    FROM   JOHN     B ,     ESQ.,     OF    THAT    ILK, 

TO   WILLIAM   U ,  F.R.6.E. 

"Fill  a  bumper,"  said  the  Knight;  "the  ladies  may  spare  us  a  little 
longer.    Fill  a  bumper  to  the  Archduke  Charles." 

The  company  did  due  honour  to  the  toast  of  their  landlord. 

"The  success  of  the  Archduke,"  said  the  ruddy  Vicar,  "will  tend  to 
farther  our  negutiation  at  Paris  ;  and  if " 

"  Pardon  the  interruption,  Doctor,"  quoth  a  thin  emaciated  figure,  with 
somewhat  of  a  foreign  accent ;  "but  why  should  you  connect  those  events, 
unless  to  liope  that  the  bravery  and  victories  of  our  allies  may  supersede 
the  necessity  of  a  degrading  treaty?" 

"  We  begin  to  feel,  Monsieur  L'Abb6,"  answered  the  Vicar,  with  some 
asperity,  "that  a  Continental  war  entered  into  for  the  defence  of  an  ally 
who  was  unwilling  to  dcfoiul  liiniself,  and  for  the  restoration  of  a  royal 
family,  nobility,  and  priesthood  who  tamely  abandoned  their  own  rights, 
is  a  burden  too  much  even  for  the  resources  of  this  country." 

"And  was  the  war  then  on  the  part  of  Great  Britain,"  rejoined  the 
AbbC',  "a  gratuitous  exertion  of  generosity?  Was  there  no  fear  of  the 
wide-wasting  S7)irit  of  ituiovation  whicli  had  gone  abroad?  Did  not  the 
laity  trenilde  for  their  property,  the  clergy  for  their  religion,  and  every 
loyal  heart  for  tlie  Constitution?  Was  it  not  thought  necessarj'  to  destroy 
the  l)uilding  which  was  on  fire,  ere  the  conflagration  spread  around  the 
vicinity?" 

"Yet,  if  upon  trial,"  said  the  Doctor,  "the  walls  were  found  to  resist 
our  utmost  efforts,  I  see  no  great  x»rudencc  in  persevering  in  our  labour 
amid  llic  smouldering  ruins." 

"  Wliat,  I)<K:tor,"  said  the  Haronct,  "  nmsi  I  call  to  your  recollection 
your  f)wn  sermon  on  the  late  general  fast?  Did  you  not  encourage  us  to 
hope  tliat  fh(!  Lord  f>f  Hosts  would  go  fortli  witli  our  armies,  and  that  onr 
eiu'inics,  who  bhisplicnu'd  Iiim,  should  lie  put  to  shame?" 

"  It  may  plr-ase  a  kind  father  to  chasten  even  his  beloved  children," 
answered  the  Vicar. 

"I  think,"  said  a  gentleman  near  the  foot  of  the  table,  "tliat  the 
Covenanters  mndo  some  apology  of  tlio  same  kind  for  the  faihire  oftlicir 
proiibi'cicH  at  the  battle  of  Dunbar,  wlien  their  mtitinous  i)rrn(liers  rom- 
jfi'ljid  the  prudent  I-cMlcy  to  go  down  against  the  Pbilistiiirs  in  f!ilj;al." 

The  Vicar  fixr-d  a  sfnilinising  and  not  a  very  complacont  eye  upon  this 
intrudnr.  lie  was  a  young  man  of  mcnn  stafurc,  and  rathnr  a  reserved 
aj)|ifarance.  Early  and  sfvero  study  liad  cjuenchefl  in  liis  features  tho 
gaiity  iKTulinr  t'l  his  ago.  and  impiTMsod  upon  thrm  n  premature  cast  of 
tboughtfulneuH.  TTis  eye  hnd,  however,  refnined  its  fire,  nn<l  bis  gesturo 
its  animation.  Had  he  remained  silent,  he  would  have  been  long  nnno- 
tirc<l  ;  but  when  he  spoke  there  was  something  in  his  manner  whirh 
arrested  attention. 

"  W\\n  is  this  joung  man?"  said  the  Vicar  in  a  low  voice  to  his  neighi> 
bour. 


51G  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"A  Scotchman,  called  Maxwell,  on  a  visit  to  Sir  Henry,"  was  tue 
answer. 

"I  thought  so,  from  his  accent  and  his  manners,"  said  the  Vicar. 

It  may  be  here  observed  that  tlie  nortliern  English  retain  rather  more  of 
the  ancient  hereditary  aversion  to  their  neiglibours  than  tlieir  countrymen 
of  the  south.  The  interference  of  other  disputants,  each  of  whom  urged 
his  opinion  wilii  all  the  vehemence  of  wine  and  politics,  rendered  the  sum- 
mons to  the  drawing-room  agreeable  to  the  more  sober  part  of  the  company. 

The  company  dispersed  by  degrees,  and  at  length  the  Vicar  and  the 
yoinig  Scotchman  alone  remained,  besides  the  Baronet,  his  lady,  daughters, 
and  myself.  Tlio  clergyman  had  not,  it  would  seem,  forgot  the  observa- 
tion which  ranked  him  with  the  false  prophets  of  Dunbar,  for  he  addressed 
Mr.  Maxwfdl  upon  the  first  opportunity. 

"Hem!  I  think,  sir,  you  mentioned  something  about  the  civil  wars  of 
last  century  ?  You  must  be  deeply  skilled  in  them  indeed,  if  you  can  draw 
any  parallel  betwixt  those  and  the  present  evil  days — days  which  I  am 
ready  to  maintain  are  the  most  gloomy  that  ever  darkened  the  prospects 
of  Britain." 

"God  forbid.  Doctor,  that  I  should  draw  a  comparison  between  the  pres- 
ent times  and  those  you  mention.  I  am  too  .sensible  of  the  advantages  we 
enjoy  over  our  ancestors.  Faction  and  ambition  have  introduced  division 
among  us ;  but  we  are  still  free  from  the  guilt  of  civil  bloodshed,  and  from 
all  the  evils  which  flow  from  it.  Our  foes,  sir,  are  not  those  of  our  own 
household  ;  and  wliile  we  continue  united  and  firm,  from  the  attacks  of  a 
foreign  enemy,  however  artful  or  however  inveterate,  we  have,  I  hope,  lit- 
tle to  dread." 

"Have  you  found  anything  curious,  'Mr.  Maxwell,  among  the  du.sty 
papers?"  said  Sir  Henry,  who  .seemed  to  dread  a  revival  of  political  dis- 
cussion. 

"  My  investigation  amongst  them  led  to  reflections  at  which  I  have  just 
now  liinted,"  said  Maxwell ;  "  and  I  think  they  are  pretty  strongly  exem- 
plified by  a  story  which  I  have  been  endeavouring  to  arrange  from  some  of 
your  family  manuscripts." 

"You  are  welcome  to  make  what  use  of  them  you  please,"  said  Sir 
Henry;  "they  liave  been  undisturbed  for  many  a  day,  and  I  have  often 
wisheil  for  some  person  as  well  skilled  as  you  in  these  old  pot-hooks  to  tell 
me  their  meaning." 

"  Those  I  just  mentioned,"  answered  Maxwell,  "  relate  to  a  piece  of  pri- 
vate history,  savouring  not  a  little  of  the  marvellous,  and  intimately  con- 
nected with  your  family;  if  it  is  agreeable,  I  can  read  to  you  the  anecdotes 
in  tlie  modern  shape  into  which  I  have  been  endeavouring  to  throw  them, 
and  you  can  then  judge  of  tlie  value  of  the  originals." 

There  was  something  in  this  proposal  agreeable  to  all  parties.  Sir  Henry 
had  family  pride,  which  prepared  liim  to  take  an  interest  in  whatever  re- 
lated to  his  ancestors.  Tlie  ladies  had  dipped  deeply  into  the  fashionable 
reading  of  the  present  day.  Lady  Ratcliffe  and  her  fair  daughters  had 
climbed  every  pass,  viewed  every  pine-shrouded  ruin,  heard  every  groan, 
and  lifted  every  trap-door  in  company  with  the  noted  heroine  of  Udolpho. 
They  had  been  heard,  however,  to  observe  that  the  famous  incident  of  the 
Black  Veil  sinirularly  resembled  the  ancient  apologue  of  the  mountain  in 
labour,  so  that  they  were  unquestionably  critics  as  well  as  admirers.  Be- 
Bidea  all  this,  they  had  valorously  mounted  m  croupe  behind  the  ghostly 


APPENDICES  TO  THE  GENERAL  PREFACE.    SIT 

horseman  of  Prague,  through  all  his  seven  translators,  and  followed  the 
footiittps  of  Moor  through  the  forest  of  Bohemia.  Moreover,  it  was  even 
hmted  (but  this  was  a  greater  mystery  than  all  the  rest)  that  a  certain  per- 
formance called  the  Monk,  in  three  neat  volumes,  had  been  seen  by  a  pry- 
ing eye  in  the  right-hand  drawer  of  the  Indian  cabinet  of  Lady  Ratcliffe's 
dressing-room.  Thus  predisposed  for  wonders  and  signs,  Lady  Ratcliffe 
and  her  nymphs  drew  their  chairs  round  a  large  blazing  wood-fire  and  ar- 
ranged themselves  to  listen,  to  the  tale.  To  that  fire  I  also  approached, 
moved  thereimto  partly  by  the  inclemency  of  the  season,  and  i>artly  tliat 
my  deafness,  which  you  know,  cousin,  I  acquired  during  my  campaign 
under  Prince  Charles  Edward,  might  be  no  obstacle  to  the  gratification  of 
my  curiosity,  which  wag  awakened  by  what  had  any  reference  to  the  fate 
of  such  faithful  followers  of  royalty  as  you  well  know  the  house  of  Rat- 
clilfe  have  ever  been.  To  this  wood-fire  the  Vicar  likewise  drew  near,  and 
reclined  himself  conveniently  in  his  chair,  seemingly  disposed  to  testify 
his  disrespect  for  the  narration  and  narrator  by  falling  asleep  as  soon  as  he 
conveniently  could.  By  the  side  of  Maxwell  (by  the  way,  I  cannot  learn 
that  he  is  in  the  least  relate<l  to  tlie  Nithsdale  family)  was  placed  a  small 
table  and  a  couple  of  lights,  by  the  assistance  of  which  he  read  as  follows: 

"Journal  of  Jan  Von  Eulen. 

"  On  the  6th  November  1045,  T,  .Tan  Von  Eulen,  merchant  in  Rotterdam, 
embarked  with  my  only  daughter  Gertrude  on  board  of  the  good  vessel 
Vnjheid  of  Amsterdam,  in  order  to  pass  into  the  unliappy  and  disturbed 
kingdom  of  England.  7th  November — a  brisk  gale — daughter  sea-sick — 
niyelf  unable  to  complete  the calculalion  which  1  have  begun  of  the  in- 
licritaiice  loft  liy  .lane  Lansacke  of  f'arlisic,  my  late  dear  wife's  sister,  the 
collection  of  which  is  the  object  of  my  voyage.  8th  November — wind  still 
Btormy  and  adverse — a  horrid  disaster  nearly  happened — my  dear  child 
washed  overboard  as  the  vessal  lurched  to  leeward.  ^leniorandum — to 
reward  the  young  sailor  who  saved  her  out  of  the  first  moneys  which  I  can 
recover  from  the  inlieritanceof  her  aunt  Lansacke.  9th  November — calm — 
P.M.  light  breezes  from  N.N.W.  I  talked  with  the  captain  about  the  iu- 
Jierifance  of  my  Hisler-in-law,  .Tane  T^ansa^'ke.  He  says  he  knows  the 
principal  subject,  which  will  not  exceed  L.KKX)  in  value.  N.  B.  He  is  a 
cousin  to  a  family  of  reter.soiiH,  which  was  llie  name  of  the  husband  of  my 
eister-in-Iaw  ;  so  there  is  room  to  hope  it  iiuiy  be  wor.li  more  than  he  re- 
ports. lOih  November,  10  a.m.  May  fJod  jjnnlnn  all  our  sins! — An  Eng- 
Ji.^ii  frigate,  bearing  the  T'arliami'ut  flau',  has  appeareil  in  tlu'  ofllng,  and 
gives  chase. — 11  a.m.  8he  nears  us  every  moment,  an<l  the  captain  of  our 
vessel  prepares  to  clear  for  action.  —May  God  again  have  mercy  upon  us ! " 
•  •••** 

"  Here,"  said  Maxwell,  "  tlie  jnurnal  with  wliidi  T  bnve  oi)ene(l  the  nnr- 
ratif)n  ends  Bomewlmt  abruptly." 

"  I  am  glad  rif  it,"  said  Lady  KatelilTe. 

"  Hut,  Mr.  Maxwell,"  said  yoting  Frank,  Sir  Henry'Bgrnndcliild,  "shall 
we  not  hear  how  (he  battle  ended  ?  " 

T  do  not  know,  consin.  whether  T  have  not  formerly  made  you  a<v 
qunintrd  with  the  abilities  of  Frank  Ratcjiffp.  Tliere  is  not  a  battle  fought 
between  the  troops  of  the  Prince  and  of  the  Oovemment  dtiring  the  yeam 


618  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

174546,  of  which  he  is  not  able  to  give  an  account.  It  is  true,  I  have  taken 
particular  pains  to  fix  the  events  of  this  important  period  upon  his  mem- 
ory by  frequent  repetition. 

"No,  my  dear,"  said  Maxwell,  in  answer  to  young  Frank  Ratcliffe — 
•'  No,  my  dear,  I  cannot  tell  you  the  exact  particulars  of  the  engag^iient, 
but  its  consequences  appear  from  the  following  letter,  despatched  by  Ger- 
trude Von  Eulen,  daughter  of  our  journalist,  to  a  relation  in  England, 
from  whom  she  implored  assistance.  After  some  general  account  of  the 
purpose  of  the  voyage  and  of  the  engagement,  her  narrative  proceeds  thus  : 

"  The  noise  of  the  cannon  had  hardly  ceased  before  the  sounds  of  a  lan- 
guage to  me  but  half  known,  and  the  confusion  on  board  our  vessel,  in- 
formed me  that  the  captors  had  boarded  us  and  taken  possession  of  our 
vessel.  I  went  on  deck,  where  the  first  spectacle  that  met  my  eyes  was  a 
young  man,  mate  of  our  vessel,  who,  though  disfigured  and  covered  with 
blood,  was  loaded  with  irons,  and  whom  they  were  forcing  over  the  side 
of  the  vessel  into  a  boat.  The  two  principal  persons  among  our  enemies 
appeared  to  be  a  man  of  a  tall  thin  figure,  with  a  high-crowned  hat  and 
long  neckband,  and  short-cropped  head  of  hair,  accompanied  by  a  bluff, 
open-looking  elderly  man  in  a  naval  uniform.  '  Yarely !  yarely!  pull 
away,  my  hearts,'  said  the  latter,  and  the  boat  bearing  the  unlucky  young 
man  soon  carried  him  on  board  the  frigate.  Perhaps  you  will  blame  me 
for  raentionin::  '.VJs  circumstance  ;  but  consider,  my  dear  cousin,  this  man 
saved  my  life,  and  his  fate,  even  when  my  own  and  my  father's  were  in 
the  balance,  could  not  but  affect  me  nearly. 

"  '  In  the  name  of  Him  who  is  jealous,  even  to  slaying,'  said  thefirst-^ — " 
•  »•«»» 

Cetera  desunt. 


No.   II. 

C07TCLU8ION    OF   MR.    STRUTT'S  ROMANCE   OF 

QUEEKHOO   HALL 

BY   THE   AUTDOU   OF    WAVERLEY. 


CHAPTER  IV. 

A    HUNTING   PARTY — AN    ADVENTCEE — A   DELIVERANCE. 

The  next  morning  the  bugles  were  sounded  by  daybreak  in  the  court  of 
Lord  Boteler's  mansion,  to  call  the  inhabitants  from  their  slumbers  to  as- 
sist in  a  splendid  chase  with  which  the  Baron  had  resolved  to  entertain  his 
neighbour  Fitzallen  and  his  noble  visitor  St.  Clere.  Peter  Lanaret,  the  fal- 
coner, was  in  attendance,  with  falcons  for  the  knights  and  teircelets  for  the 


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ladies,  if  they  should  choose  to  vary  their  sport  from  hunting  to  hawking. 
Five  stout  yeomen  keepers,  with  their  attendants,  called  Ragged  Robing, 
all  meetly  arrayed  in  Kendal  green,  with  bugles  and  short  hangers  by  their 
sides,  and  quarter-staffs  in  their  hands,  led  the  slow-hounds  or  hrachets  by 
which  the  deer  were  to  be  i)ut  up.  Ten  brace  of  gallant  greyhounds,  each 
of  which  was  fit  to  pluck  down,  singly,  the  tallest  red  deer,  were  led  in 
leashes  by  as  many  of  Lord  Boteler's  foresters.  The  pages,  squires,  and 
other  attendants  of  feudal  splendour  well  attired  in  their  best  hunting- 
gear,  upon  horseback  or  foot,  according  to  their  rank,  with  their  boar- 
spears,  long  bows,  and  cross-bows,  were  in  seemly  waiting. 

A  numerous  train  of  yeomen,  called  in  the  language  of  the  times  retain- 
ers, who  yearly  received  a  livery  coat  and  a  small  pension  for  tlieir  attend- 
ance on  such  solemn  occasions,  appeared  in  cassocks  of  blue,  bearing 
upon  their  arms  the  cognisance  of  the  house  of  Boteler,  as  a  badge  of  their 
adherence.  They  were  the  tallest  men  of  their  hands  that  the  neighbour- 
ing villages  could  supply,  with  every  man  his  good  buckler  on  his  shoulder, 
and  a  bright  burnished  broadsword  dangling  from  his  leathern  belt.  On 
this  occasion  they  acted  as  rangers  for  beating  tip  the  thickets  and  rousing 
the  game.  These  attendants  filled  up  the  court  of  the  castle,  spacious  aa 
it  was. 

On  the  green  without  yoti  might  have  seen  the  motley  assemblage  of 
pcaHuntry  convened  by  report  of  the  splendid  hunting,  including  most  of 
our  old  acquaintances  from  Tewin,  as  well  as  tlie  jolly  partakers  of  good 
cheer  at  Hob  Filchcr's.  Gregory  the  jester,  it  may  well  be  guessed,  had  no 
groat  mind  to  exhibit  himself  in  public  after  his  recent  disaster;  but  Os- 
wald the  steward,  a  great  fonrialist  in  whatever  concerned  the  public  ex- 
hibition of  his  master's  hmiselinld  state,  had  positively  enjoined  his  attend- 
ance. "What,"  rjnnth  he,  "shall  the  house  of  flie  brave  Lord  Boteler, 
on  such  a  brave  day  as  tliis,  be  without  a  fool?  Ccrtes,  the  good  Lord  St. 
Clere  and  his  fair  la<ly  sister  might  think  our  liousekeeping  as  niggardly  aa 
that  of  their  churlish  kinsman  at  Gay  Bowers,  who  sent  his  father's  jester 
to  the  lioMpit.'il,  sold  flie  poor  sot's  bflls  for  hawk-jesses,  and  made  a  niglit. 
capofhiH  lorig-efire<l  Ixniiift.  And,  sirrah,  let  me  see  thoc  fool  handsomely — 
Hpf-ak  squibs  and  crackfrs,  instond  of  tluit  dry,  barren,  Tutisty  gibing 
which  thou  hast  used  of  late  ;  or,  by  the  liones  !  the  porter  sliall  have  thoo 
to  his  Io<lge,  and  cob  thee  with  thine  own  wooden  Rword  till  thy  skin  is  as 
motley  ns  thy  dftiiblet." 

To  this  Mtern  injunction  Oregory  made  no  reply  (my  mr.re  than  to  the 
rourtef)nH  ofTer  of  old  Albert  Drawslot,  the  eliief  park-keepev,  who  pro- 
posed to  blow  vinegfir  in  liis  nosc!  to  Hharj)en  liis  wi(,  (is  he  bud  don(>  that 
b1es?ied  morning  t')  Bragger,  the  old  hound,  whose  scent  was  failing. 
There  was,  indi<'d,  little  lime  for  rei)ly,  for  the  bugles,  after  a  lively 
flourish,  were  now  silent,  and  Peretto,  with  hJH  two  attendant  minstrels, 
pteyiping  benenlh  the  windows  of  tlie  strangers'  ai>arttiiont,s,  joined  in  tha 
following  ronndehiy,  the  dr-ej)  voires  of  tlie  rangers  (inii  falconers  making 
up  a  chorus  that  cause*!  the  very  battlementH  to  ring  again  : 


Waken,  lon1<i  and  ladies  gny, 
On  the  mountain  'lawns  the  day  ; 
All  the  jolly  elia'<e  is  here, 

With  hawk  aud  horse,  and  hunting  spear; 


520  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Hounds  are  in  their  couples  yelling, 
Hawks  are  whistling,  horns  are  kuelliag. 
Merrily,  merrily,  mingle  they, 
"  Waken,  lords  and  ladies  gay." 

Waken,  lords  and  ladies  gay. 

The  mist  has  left  the  mountain  grey  ; 

Springlets  in  the  dawn  are  streaming. 

Diamonds  on  the  brake  are  gleaming. 

And  foresters  have  busy  been, 

To  track  the  buck  in  thicket  green ; 

Now  we  come  to  chant  our  lay, 

"  Waken,  lords  and  ladies  gay." 

Waken,  lords  and  ladit>s  gay. 
To  the  green-wood  haste  away ; 
We  can  show  you  where  he  liea, 
Fleet  of  foot  and  tall  of  size  ; 
We  can  sliow  the  marks  he  made, 
When  'gainst  the  oak  liis  antlers  frayed; 
You  shall  see  him  brought  to  bay, 
"Waken,  lords  and  ladies  gay." 

Louder,  louder  chant  the  lay, 

Waken,  lords  and  ladies  gay  ; 

Tell  them  youth,  and  mirth,  and  glee 

Run  a  course  as  well  as  we ; 

Time,  stern  huntsman  !  who  can  baulk, 

Stanch  as  hound  and  fleet  as  hawk? 

Think  of  this  and  rise  with  day. 

Gentle  lords  and  ladies  gay. 

By  the  time  this  lay  was  finished,  Lord  Boteler,  with  his  daughter  and 
kinsman,  Fitzallen  of  Harden,  and  other  noble  guests,  had  mounted  tlieir 
palfreys,  and  the  hunt  set  forward  in  due  order.  The  huntsmen,  having 
carefully  observed  the  traces  of  a  large  stag  on  the  preceding  evening,  were 
able,  without  loss  of  time,  to  conduct  the  company,  by  the  marks  which 
they  had  made  upon  the  trees,  to  the  side  of  the  thicket  in  which,  by  the 
report  of  Drawslot,  he  had  harboured  all  night.  The  horsemen,  spreading 
themselves  along  the  side  of  the  cover,  wait«<l  until  the  keeper  entered, 
leading  his  ban-dog,  a  large  blood-hound  tied  in  a  learn  or  band,  from 
whicli  he  takes  his  name. 

But  it  befell  thus.  A  hart  of  the  second  year,  whicli  was  in  the  same 
cover  with  the  proper  object  of  their  pursuit,  chanced  to  be  unharboured 
first,  and  broke  cover  very  near  where  the  Lady  Emma  and  her  brother 
were  stationed.  An  inexperienced  varlet,  who  was  nearer  to  them,  in- 
stantly unloosed  two  tall  greyhounds,  who  sprung  after  the  fugitive  with 
all  the  fleetness  of  the  north  wind.  Gregory,  restored  a  little  to  spirits  by 
the  enlivening  scene  around  him,  followed,  encouraging  the  hounds  with 
a  loud  tayout,  for  which  he  had  the  hearty  curses  of  the  huntsman,  as  well 
as  of  the  Baron,  who  entered  into  the  spirit  of  the  chase  with  all  the  juve- 
nile ardour  of  twenty,  "  May  the  foul  fiend,  booted  and  spurred,  ride  down 


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his  bawling  throat  with  a  scythe  at  his  girdle,"  quoth  Albert  Drawslot ; 
"here  have  I  been  telling  him  that  all  the  marks  were  those  of  a  buck  of 
the  first  head,  and  he  has  hallooed  the  hounds  upon  a  velvet-headed  knob- 
blerl  By  Saint  Hubert,  if  I  break  not  his  pate  with  my  cross-bow,  may  1 
never  cast  off  hound  more !  But  to  it,  my  lords  and  masters  !  the  noble 
beast  is  here  yet,  and,  thank  the  saints,  we  have  enough  of  hounds." 

The  cover  being  now  thoroughly  beat  by  the  attendants,  the  stag  was 
compelled  to  abandon  it  and  trust  to  his  speed  for  his  safety.  Three  grey- 
hounds were  slipped  upon  liim,  whom  he  threw  out  after  running  a  couple 
of  miles,  by  entering  an  extensive  furzy  brake,  which  extended  along  the 
side  of  a  hill.  The  horsemen  soon  came  up,  and  casting  off  a  sufficient 
number  of  slow-hounds,  sent  them  with  the  prickers  into  the  cover,  in 
order  to  drive  the  game  from  his  strength.  This  object  being  accomplished, 
affordeil  another  severe  chase  of  several  miles,  in  a  direction  almost  circu- 
lar, during  which  the  poor  animal  tried  every  wile  to  get  rid  of  his  perse- 
cutors. He  crossed  and  traversed  all  such  dusty  paths  as  were  likely  to 
retain  the  least  scent  of  his  footsteps  ;  he  laid  himself  close  to  the  ground, 
drawing  his  feet  under  his  belly,  and  clapping  his  nose  close  to  the  earth, 
lest  he  sliould  be  betraywl  to  the  hounds  by  bis  breath  and  hoofs.  Wh^n 
all  was  in  vain,  and  he  found  the  hounds  coining  fast  in  upon  him,  his 
own  strength  failing,  his  mouth  embossed  with  foam,  and  the  tears  dropp- 
ing from  his  eyes,  he  turned  in  despair  upon  his  pursuers,  who  then  stood 
at  gaze,  making  an  hideous  clamour,  and  awaiting  their  two-footed  auxili- 
aries. Of  these,  it  chanced  that  the  Lady  EleaTior,  taking  more  pleasure  in 
the  s{)ort  than  Matilda,  and  being  a  less  burden  to  her  palfrey  tium  the 
Lord  Hoteler,  was  the  first  wIkj  arrivo<l  at  the  spot,  and  taking  a  cross-liow 
from  an  attendant,  discharged  a  bolt  at  tlie  stag.  When  the  infuriated 
animal  felt  hitiiself  wounded,  he  pushed  fruntidy  towards  her  from  whom 
be  had  receive<l  the  shaft,  and  Lady  Eleanor  might  have  had  occasion  to 
repent  of  her  enterprise,  hail  not  young  Filzallcn,  wlio  had  kept  near  her 
diiriiig  the  whole  day,  at  that  instant  galloped  l)riskly  in,  and,  ere  tlie  stag 
could  change  his  object  of  assault,  despatche<l  him  with  his  short  hunting- 
Bword. 

Albert  Drawslot,  who  had  ju.st  come  up  in  terror  for  the  young  lady's 
safety,  broke  out  into  loud  encomiums  ui)on  l-'itzallen's  strength  and  gal- 
lantry. "  By'r  Lady,"  said  he,  taking  off  his  cai)  and  wiping  hissunliurnt 
face  wilii  his  sle(!ve,  "  well  struck,  and  in  good  time  !  But  now,  boys,  dotT 
your  l>onnets  nixl  sound  tlie  mort." 

The  flj)<»rtsmeri  then  sounde<l  ii  trel)l{'  mort,  and  set  up  a  general  whoop, 
wbieh,  mingle<i  with  the  yi'Iping  of  tlie  dogs,  nwide  the  welkin  ring  again. 
The  luint.snuin  then  ofr<!red  his  knife  to  Lord  Hoteler,  that  he  might  take*  the 
say  of  tlie  deer,  but  the  liariin  courti'oiisly  iiiHisted  ui>on  Fit/alien  going 
throuuli  that  ceremony.  The  Lady  Matilda  was  now  come  up,  with  niostof 
the  attendiiiits  ;  and  tin;  interest  of  the  chase  being  endecl,  it  e.xriteil  some 
surprise  that  neither  St.  t'lere  nor  his  sister  made  their  appearance.  The 
ljf)n\  Boteler  cf)mmanded  the  horns  again  to  sound  thereclieat,  in  hopes  to 
call  in  the  stragglers,  and  sni<l  tr)  Fitzallen,  '^fethinks  St.  f'bn  i  so  distin- 
gTiished  ff>r  serviee  in  war,  sboiiM  havi-  l)een  inori'  forwanl  in  the  I'hasc.' 

"I  trow,"  .said  I'eter  Lanan-t,  "I  know  tin-  reasim  of  the  iioMe  lord's 
absence;  for,  when  that  mooncalf  f!rei;orj'  hall<ie<l  the  <Ioirs  u])on  the 
knohhler,  and  galloped  like  n  green  hildinu,  as  he  is,  after  them,  F  saw  thn 
Lady  Erama'b  palfrey  follow  apact;  after  that  varlet.  who  should  be  trashed 


523  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

for  overrunning,  and  I  think  her  noble  brother  has  followed  her,  lest  gh« 
should  come  to  harm.  But  here,  by  the  rood,  is  Gregory  to  answer  for 
himself." 

At  this  moment  Gregory  entered  the  circle  which  had  been  formed  round 
the  deer,  out  of  breath,  and  his  face  covered  with  blood.  He  kept  for  some 
time  uttering  inarticulate  cries  of  "Harrow!"  and  "Wellaway!"  and 
other  exclamations  of  distress  and  terror,  pointing  all  the  while  to  a  thicket 
at  some  distance  from  the  spot  where  the  deer  had  been  killed. 

"By  my  honour,"  said  the  Baron,  "  I  would  gladly  know  who  has  dared 
to  array  the  poor  knave  thus ;  and  I  trust  he  should  dearly  abye  hia 
outrecuidance,  were  he  the  best,  save  one,  in  England." 

Gregory,  who  had  now  found  more  breath,  cried,  "  Help,  an  ye  be  meni 
Save  Lady  Emma  and  her  brother,  whom  they  are  murdering  in  Broken- 
hurst  thicket." 

This  put  all  in  motion.  Lord  Boteler  hastily  commanded  a  small  party  of 
hismen  to  abide  forthedefence  of  the  ladies, while  hehimself,  Fitzallen,  and 
the  rest  made  what  speed  they  could  towardsthe  thicket,  guided  by  Gregory, 
who  for  that  purpo.se  was  mounted  behind  Fabian.  Pushing  tlirough  a 
narrow  patli,  the  first  object  they  encountered  was  a  man  of  small  stature 
lying  on  the  ground,  mastered  and  almost  strangled  by  two  dogs,  which 
were  instantly  recognized  to  be  those  that  had  accompanied  Gregory.  A 
little  farther  was  an  open  space,  where  lay  three  bodies  of  dead  or  wounded 
men  ;  beside  these  was  Lady  Emma,  apparently  lifeless,  her  brother  and  a 
young  forester  bending  over  and  endeavoring  to  recover  her.  By  emj>loy- 
ing  the  usual  remedies,  this  was  soon  accomplished  ;  while  Lord  Boteler, 
astonishe<l  at  such  a  scone,  anxiously  inquired  at  St.  Clere  the  meaning  of 
what  lie  saw,  and  whether  more  danger  was  to  be  expected. 

"For  the  7>resent  I  trust  not,"  said  the  young  warrior,  who  they  now 
observed  wa.s  slightly  wounded  ;  "  but  I  pray  you,  of  your  nobleness,  let  the 
woods  here  be  searched;  for  we  were  assaulted  by  four  of  these  base  assassins, 
and  I  see  three  only  on  the  sward." 

The  attendants  now  brought  forward  the  person  whom  they  had  rescued 
from  the  dogs,  and  Henry,  with  disgust,  shame,  and  astonishment,  recog- 
nised his  kinsman,  Gaston  St.  Clere.  Tliis  discovery  he  communicated  in 
a  whisper  to  Lord  Boteler,  who  commanded  the  prisoner  to  be  conveyed  to 
Queenhoo  Hall,  and  closely  guarded  ;  meanwhile  he  anxiously  inquired  of 
young  St.  Clere  about  his  wound. 

"  A  scratch,  a  trifle !  "  cried  Henry.  "  I  am  in  less  haste  to  bind  it  tlian 
to  introduce  to  you  one  without  whose  aid  that  of  the  leech  would  have 
come  too  late.     Where  is  he?  where  is  my  brave  deliverer?  " 

"  Here,  most  noble  lord,"  said  Gregory,  sliding  from  his  palfrey  and  step- 
yjing  forward,  "  ready  to  receive  the  guerdon  which  your  bounty  would  heap 
on  him." 

"Truly,  friend  Gregory,"  answered  the  young  warrior,  "  thou  shalt  not 
be  forgotten  ;  for  thou  didst  run  speedily,  and  roar  manfully  for  aid,  with- 
out which,  I  think  verily,  we  had  not  received  it.  But  the  brave  forester, 
who  came  to  my  rescue  when  these  three  ruflBans  had  nigh  overpowered 
me,  where  is  he?" 

Every  one  looked  around,  but  though  all  had  seen  him  on  entering  the 
thicket,  he  was  not  now  to  be  found.  They  could  only  conjecture  that  he 
had  retired  during  the  confusion  occasionetl  by  the  delJention  of  Gaston. 

"  Seek  not  for  him,"  said  the  Lady  Emma  who  had  now  in  some  degree 


APPENDICES  TO  THE  GENERAL  PREFACE.    523 

recovered  her  composure  ;  '"  he  will  not  be  found  cf  mortal,  unless  at  his 
own  season." 

The  Baron,  convinced  from  this  answer  that  her  terror  had  for  the  time 
somewhat  disturbed  her  reason,  forbore  to  question  her  ;  and  Matilda  and 
Eleanor,  to  whom  a  mes.sage  had  been  despatched  with  the  result  of  this 
strange  adventure,  arriving,  they  took  ihe  Lady  Emma  between  them,  and 
all  in  a  body  returned  to  the  castle. 

The  distance  was,  however,  considerable,  and  before  reaching  it  they  had 
another  alarm.  The  prickers,  who  rode  foremost  in  the  troop,  halted  and 
announced  to  the  Lord  Boteler  that  they  perceived  advancing  towards  them 
a  body  of  armed  men.  The  followers  of  the  Baron  were  numerous,  but  they 
were  arrayed  for  the  chase,  not  for  battle ;  and  it  was  with  great  pleasure 
that  he  discerned,  on  the  pennon  of  the  advancing  body  of  men-at-arms, 
instead  of  the  cognizance  of  Gaston,  as  lie  had  some  reason  to  expect,  the 
friendly  bearings  of  Fitzosborneof  Diggswell.  the  same  young  lord  who  wa.s 
present  at  the  May-games  with  Fitzallen  of  Marden.  Tlic  knight  himself 
advanced,  sheathed  in  armour,  and,  without  raising  his  visor,  informed  Lord 
Boteler  that,  having  heard  of  a  base  attempt  made  upon  a  part  of  his  train 
by  ruffianly  assassins,  he  had  mounted  and  armed  a  small  party  of  his 
retainers  to  escort  them  to  Quecnhoo  Hall.  Having  receive<l  and  accepted 
an  invitation  to  attend  them  thither,  they  prosecuted  their  journey  in  con- 
fidence and  security,  and  arrived  safe  at  home  without  any  further  accident. 


CHAPTER  V. 


IHVE8TI0ATI0N    OI'     THE    ADVENTUBK     OF    THE     HUNTING — A   DISCOVERT  — 
UBEOORY'h     MANUOOD — FATE   OF    GASTON    ST.    CLEEE — CONCLUSION. 

Sosoonasthcy  arrivp<l  attlieprincoly  mansion  of  Boteler,  the  Lady  Emma 
crave<l  pcrniissioii  to  retiri-  to  her  clianilier,  that  she  niiglit  comijosc  her 
spirits  afu-r  tlu?  terror  she  liad  umlcirgone.  HtnryHl.  Clere,  in  a  few  words, 
proceeded  to  exi)lain  tlic  adventure  to  the  curious  audience.  "I  had  no 
sooner  seen  my  sister's  palfrey,  in  spite  of  licr  endeavours  to  the  contrary, 
enti-ring  with  si»irit  into  the  cha-se  set  on  foot  by  tlte  worshipful  fJregory, 
than  I  rode  after  to  give  her  assistance.  So  long  was  tlie  chase  tliat,  when 
the  greyhotiinl-i  ))iilled  down  the  knobl)ler,  we  were  out  of  hearing  of  your 
buglcH ;  and  iiaving  rewarded  and  cowple<l  the  dogs,  I  gave  them  to  be  led 
by  the  jester,  and  we  wandere<J  in  riuest  of  our  company,  whom  it  would 
Bcem  the  sport  liad  Icl  in  a  different  dirortinn.  At  length,  passing  through 
the  thicket  wliereyou  found  las,  I  was  siiri)rised  l)y  a  cross-how  bolt  whiz- 
zing past  mine  liead.  I  drew  my  sword  and  rushed  into  the  thicket,  but 
was  inHtflnfly  assailed  by  two  mfllanH,  wliih;  otlii-r  two  made  teward  my 
sister  and  firegory.  Tlio  poor  knave  flefl,  crying  for  help,  pnrsue<l  by  niy 
false  kinsman,  now  your  prisoner;  and  the  designs  of  tlic  other  on  my  poor 
Emma  (murderous  no«loul)t)  were  pn^vented  by  the  sudden  appnrition  of 
a  brave  woodsman,  who,  after  a  sliort  encounter,  stretclied  tlin  nn'screant. 
at  liis  feet  and  came  l^^)  niy  assistan<"o.  I  was  already  slightly  wounded,  ainl 
nearly  overlaid  with  odds.  The  coinbal  lasted  sf)nie  tiini-,  for  the  caitilTs 
were  both  well  armed,  strong,  uud  dcaperatc ;  at  length,  however,  we  had 


524  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

each  mastered  otir  antagonist,  when  your  retinue,  my  Lord  Boteler,  arrived 
to  my  relief.  So  ends  my  story  ;  but,  by  my  knighthood,  I  would  give  an 
earl's  ransom  for  an  opportunity  of  thanking  the  gallant  forester  by  whose 
aitl  1  live  to  tell  it." 

"  Fear  not,"  said  Lord  Boteler,  "he  shall  be  found,  if  this  or  the  four 
adjacent  counties  hold  him.  And  now  Lord  Pitzosbome  will  be  pleased  to 
doir  the  armour  he  has  so  kin.dly  assumed  for  our  sakes,  and  we  will  all 
bowne  ourselves  for  the  banquet." 

When  the  hour  of  dinner  approached,  the  Lady  Matilda  and  her  cousin 
visitod  the  chamber  of  the  fair  Darcy.  They  found  her  in  a  composed  but 
mehmcholy  posture.  She  turned  the  discourse  upon  the  misfortunes  of  her 
life,  and  hinted,  that  having  recovered  her  brother,  and  seeing  him  look 
forward  to  the  society  of  one  who  would  amply  repay  to  him  the  loss  of 
hers,  she  had  thoughts  of  dedicating  her  remaining  life  to  Heaven,  by 
■whose  providential  interference  it  had  been  so  often  preserved. 

Matilda  coloured  deeply  at  something  in  this  speech,  and  her  cousin 
inveighed  loudly  against  Emma's  resolution.  "  Ah,  my  dear  Lady  Elea- 
nor," replied  she,  "I  have  to-day  witnessed  wjiat  I  cannot  but  judge  a 
supernatural  visitation,  and  to  what  end  can  it  call  me  but  to  give  myself 
to  the  altar?  That  peasant  who  guided  me  to  Baddow  throiigh  the  Park 
of  Danbury,  the  same  who  appeared  before  me  at  different  times  and  in  dit 
ferent  forms  during  that  eventful  journey — that  youth,  whose  features  are 
imprinted  on  my  memory,  is  the  very  individual  forester  who  this  day 
rescued  us  in  the  forest.  I  cannot  be  mistaken ;  and,  connecting  these 
marvellous  appearances  with  the  spectre  which  I  saw  at  Gay  Bowers,  I  can- 
not resist  the  conviction  that  Heaven  has  permitted  my  guardian  angel  to 
assume  mortal  shape  for  my  relief  and  protection." 

The  fair  cousins,  after  exchanging  looks  which  implied  a  fear  that  her 
mind  was  wandering,  answered  her  in  soothing  terras,  and  finally  prevailed 
upon  her  to  accompany  them  to  the  banqueting-hall.  Here  the  first  per- 
son they  encountered  was  the  Baron  Fitzosborneof  Diggswell,  now  divested 
of  his  armour,  at  the  sight  of  whom  the  Lady  Emma  changed  colour,  and 
exclaiming,  "  It  is  the  same !  "  sunk  senseless  into  the  arms  of  Matilda. 

"She  is  bewildered  by  the  terrors  of  the  day,"  said  Eleanor;  "andwe 
have  done  ill  in  ot)liging  her  to  descend." 

"  And  I,"  said  Pitzosborne,  "  have  done  madly  in  presenting  before  her 
one  whose  presence  must  recall  moments  the  most  alarming  in  her  life." 

While  the  ladies  supported  Emma  from  the  hall.  Lord  Boteler  and  St. 
Clere  requested  an  explanation  from  Pitzosborne  of  the  words  he  had  used. 

"Trust  me,  gentle  lords,"  said  the  Baron  of  Diggswell,  "ye  shall  have 
what  ye  demand  when  I  learn  that  Lady  Emma  Darcy  has  not  suffered 
from  my  imprudence." 

At  this  moment  Lady  Matilda,  returning,  said  that  her  friend,  on  her 
recovery,  had  calmly  and  deliberately  insisted  that  she  had  seen  Pitzos- 
borne before,  in  the  most  dangerous  crisis  of  her  life. 

"  T  dread,"  said  she,  "  her  disordered  mind  connects  all  that  her  eye  b^ 
holds  with  the  terrible  passages  that  she  has  witnessed." 

"  Nay,"  said  Fitzosborne,  "  if  noble  St.  Here  can  pardon  the  unauthorised 
interest  which,  with  the  perfect  and  most  honourable  intentions,  T  have 
taken  in  his  sister's  fate,  it  is  easy  for  me  to  explain  this  mysterious  im- 
pression." 

He  proceeded  to  say  that,  happening  to  be  in  the  hostelry  called  the 


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GriflBn,  near  Baddow,  while  upon  a  journey  in  that  country,  he  had  met 
with  the  old  nurse  of  the  Lady  pjuima  Darcy,  who,  being  just  expelled 
from  Gay  Bowers,  was  in  the  height  of  her  grief  and  indignation,  and  made 
loud  and  public  proclamation  of  Lady  Emma's  wrongs.  From  the  des- 
cription she  gave  of  the  beauty  of  her  foster-child,  as  well  as  from  the 
spirit  of  chivalry,  Fitzosborne  became  interested  in  her  fate.  This  interest 
was  deeply  enhanced  when,  by  a  bribe  to  old  Gaunt  the  Reve,  he  procured 
a  view  of  the  Lady  Emma  as  she  walked  near  the  castle  of  Gay  Bowers. 
The  agcnl  churl  refused  to  give  him  access  to  the  castle  ;  yet  dropped  some 
hint.s  as  if  he  thought  the  lady  in  danger  and  wished  she  were  well  out  of 
it.  His  master,  he  said,  had  heard  she  had  a  brother  in  life,  and  since  that 
deprived  him  of  all  chance  of  gaining  her  domains  by  purchase,  he — in 
short.  Gaunt  wished  they  were  safely  separated.  "  If  any  injury,"  quote 
he,  "  should  happen  to  the  damsel  here,  it  were  ill  for  us  all.  I  tried  by  an 
innocent  stratagem  to  frighten  her  from  the  castle,  by  introducing  a  figure 
through  a  trap-door,  and  warning  her,  as  if  by  a  voice  from  tlie  dead,  to 
retreat  from  thence  ;  but  the  giglet  is  wilful,  and  is  running  upon  her  fate." 

Finding  Gaunt,  although  covetous  and  communicative,  too  faithful  a 
servant  to  his  wicked  master  to  take  any  active  steps  against  his  commands, 
Fitzosborne  applied  himself  to  oW  I'rsely,  whom  he  found  more  tractable. 
Through  her  he  learned  the  dreadful  plot  Gaston  had  laid  tu  rid  himself  of 
his  kinswoman,  and  resolve  to  effect  her  deliverance,  But  aware  of  the 
delicaey  of  Eninm's  situalii^n,  he  charged  Ursely  to  conceal  from  lier  tlie 
interest  he  took  in  herdistre.ss,  resolving  to  watch  over  her  in  disguise  until 
he  saw  her  in  a  place  of  safety.  Hence  the  appearanee  he  made  before  her 
in  various  dresses  during  iior  journey,  in  the  cixirse  of  wbicli  be  was  m-ver 
far  distant;  and  be  bad  always  four  st<jut  yeomen  within  hearing  of  bis 
bugle,  liad  assistanee  been  necessary.  When  she  was  i)laced  in  safety  at  the 
lo<lge,  it  wa.s  Fitzosborne's  intention  to  have  prevailed  upon  his  sisters  to 
visit  and  take  her  under  their  protection  ;  but  he  found  them  absent  from 
Diggswell,  liavirig  gone  to  attend  an  age<l  relation  who  lay  dangerously  ill 
in  a  disUmt  eciunty.  Tbey  diil  noi  return  until  the  day  before  tiie  May- 
games;  and  tlu!  otber  events  followed  too  rapi<lly  to  permit  I''itzosl)orne  to 
lay  any  plan  for  introducing  them  to  Lady  I-^mina  Darcy.  On  the  day  of 
the  ehase  he  resolved  to  preserve  bis  romantic  <lisguise,  and  attend  tbi>  La<ly 
Emma  as  a  fi^n^stcr,  partly  to  have  the  i)l(!asureof  being  near  her  anil  partly 
to  judge  whether,  aeeording  to  an  idle  rejx^rt  in  the  rountry,  sb(>  favoured 
hisfrienil  and  comrade  Fitzalien  of  Marden.  This  last  motive,  it  nuiy  easily 
be  b(;lieve<l,  he  (lid  Hot  declare  to  the  company.  After  tlie  skirmish  willi 
the  rutllans.  In-  wait<'d  till  the  ]5aron  and  the  hunters  arrive<l,  and  then, 
still  (loubting  the  farther  di-signs  of  fJaston,  hastene<l  to  his  castle  to  arm 
the  band  which  had  escorted  thoin  to  (iueonhoo  Hall. 

Fitzosborne's  Htory  being  finisiied,  lie  rc-eeive<l  the  thanks  of  all  the  com- 
pany, j)articidarly  r»f  St.  ('lere,  who  felt  deeply  the  respectful  delicacy  with 
wbicli  be  bad  conrlnrtpfl  biniwlf  towards  bis  sister.  Tin?  'ndy  wascarefnlly 
infnrme<l  of  tier  obligatifms  to  him  ;  anci  it  is  left  to  the  wr-ll-judging  reader 
wlietber  even  the  raillery  of  I,ady  P/leanor  made  her  regret  hat  Heaven 
had  finly  omploye<l  natural  niean.s  for  lier  security,  and  that  the  guardian 
angel  wa-M  convprt^-rl  into  a  bamisonie,  gallant,  and  enaniourerl  knight. 

The  joy  of  the  company  in  the  ball  extended  itself  to  tbe  liiittery,  where 
Gregory  tbe  jester  narrated  sucb  feats  <if  arms  rlone  by  biiiiseiriii  tbe  fray 
of  the  morning  as  might  liave  shamed  Bevis  and  Guy  of  Warwick.     He 


62G  WAVEKLEY  NOVELS. 

was,  according;  to  his  narrative,  singled  ont  for  destruction  by  the  gigantic 
Baron  liiniself,  while  he  abandoned  to  meaner  hands  the  destruction  of  St. 
Clere  and  Filzosborn. 

"  But  certes,"  said  he,  "  the  foul  paynim  met  his  match  ;  for,  ever  as  he 
foined  at  me  with  his  brand,  I  parried  his  blows  with  my  bauble,  and, 
closing  with  liim  upon  the  third  veny,  threw  him  to  the  ground,  and  made 
him  cry  i-ecreant  to  an  unarmed  man." 

"Tush,  man,"  said  Drawslot,  "thou  forgettest  thy  best  auxiliaries,  the 
good  greyliuunds,  Help  and  Holdfast !  I  warrant  thee,  that  when  the 
hump-backed  Baron  caught  thee  by  the  cowl,  which  he  hath  almost  torn 
off,  thou  hadst  been  in  a  fair  plight  had  they  not  remembered  an  old  friend, 
and  come  in  to  the  rescue.  Why,  man,  I  found  them  fastened  on  him  my- 
self ;  and  there  was  odd  staving  and  stickling  to  make  them  '  ware  haitnch! ' 
Their  mouths  were  fidl  of  the  flex,  for  I  pulled  a  piece  of  the  garment  from 
their  jaws.  I  warrant  thee,  that  when  they  brought  him  to  ground  thou 
fledst  like  a  frighted  pricket." 

"And  as  for  Gregory's  gigantic  paynim,"  said  Fabian,  "  why,  belies 
yonder  in  the  guard-room,  the  very  size,  shape,  and  colour  of  a  spider  in  a 
yew-hedge." 

"It  is  false!  "  said  Gregory,     "Cclbrand  the  Dane  was  a  dwarf  to  him." 

"  It  is  as  true,"  returned  Fabian,  "as  that  the  Tasker  is  to  be  married 
on  Tuesday  to  pretty  Margery.  Gregory,  thy  sheet  hath  brought  them 
between  a  pair  of  blankets." 

"I  care  no  more  for  such  a  gillflirt,"  said  the  jester,  "then  I  do  for  thy 
leasings.  Marry,  thou  hop-o-my-tliumb,  happy  wouldstthou  be  could  thy 
head  reach  the  captive  Baron's  girdle." 

"  By  the  mass,"  said  Peter  Lanaret,  "  I  will  have  one  peep  at  this  burly 
gallant";  and,  leaving  the  buttery,  he  went  to  the  guard-room  where  Gaston 
8t.  Clere  was  confined.  A  man-at-arms,  who  kept  sentinel  on  the  strong 
studded  door  of  the  apartment,  said  he  believed  he  slept ;  for  that,  after 
raging,  stamping,  and  uttering  the  most  horrid  imprecations,  he  had  been 
of  late  perfectly  still.  The  falconer  gently  drew  back  a  sliding  board  of  a 
foot  square  towards  the  top  of  the  door,  which  covered  a  hole  of  the  same 
size,  strongly  latticed,  through  which  the  warder,  without  opening  the 
door,  could  look  in  upon  his  prisoner.  From  this  aperture  he  })eheld  the 
wretched  Gaston  suspended  by  the  neck  by  his  own  girdle  to  an  iron  ring 
in  the  side  of  his  prison.  He  had  clambered  to  it  by  means  of  the  table  on 
which  his  food  had  been  placed;  and,  in  the  agonies  of  shame  and  disap- 
pointed malice,  had  adopted  this  mode  of  ridding  himself  of  a  wretched 
life.  He  was  found  yet  warm,  but  totally  lifeless.  A  proper  account  of 
the  manner  of  his  death  was  drawn  up  and  certified.  He  was  buried  that 
evening  in  the  chapel  of  the  castle,  out  of  respect  to  his  high  birth ;  and 
the  chaplain  ofFitzallen  of  Harden,  who  said  the  service  upon  the  occa- 
sion, preached  the  next  Sunday  an  excellent  sermon  upon  the  tezt,  "  Radix 
malorum  est  cupiditas,"  which  we  have  here  transcribed. 

i.  *  *     '  *  *  ♦ 

[Here  the  manuscript,  from  which  we  have  painfully  transcribed,  and 
frorjuently,  as  it  were,  translated,  this  tale  for  the  reader's  edification,  is 
80  indistinct  and  defaced,  that,  excepting  certain  howbeits,  nathlesses,  lo 
ye's!  etc.,  we  can  pick  out  little  that  is  intelligible,  saving  that  avarice  is 
defined  "a  likourishness  of  heart  after  earthly  things."    A  little  farther 


APPENDICES  TO  THE  GENERAL  PREFACE.    527 

there  seems  to  have  been  a  gay  account  of  Margery's  wedding  with  Ralph 
the  Tasker,  the  running  at  the  quintain,  and  other  rural  games  practised 
on  the  occasion.  There  are  also  fragments  of  a  mock  sermon  preached  by 
Gregory  upon  that  occasion,  as  for  example  : 

"  My  dear  cursed  caitiffs,  there  was  once  a  king,  and  he  wedde<l  a  young 
old  queen,  and  she  had  a  child  ;  and  this  child  was  sent  to  Solomon  the 
Sage,  praying  he  would  give  it  tlae  same  blessing  which  he  got  from  the 
witch  of  Endor  when  she  bit  him  by  the  heel.  Hereof  speaks  the  worthy 
Dr.  Radigundus  Potator  ;  why  should  not  mass  be  said  for  all  the  roasted 
shoe  .souls  served  up  in  the  king's  dish  on  Saturday  ;  for  true  it  is,  that  St. 
Peter  asked  Father  Adam,  as  they  journeyed  to  Camelot,  an  high,  great, 
and  doubtful  question,  '  Adam,  Adam,  why  eated'st  thou  the  apple  with- 
out paring? '  "  ■ 

With  much  goodly  gibberish  to  the  same  effect;  which  display  of 
Gregory's  rea<ly  wit  not  only  threw  the  whole  company  into  convulsions  of 
laugliter,  but  made  such  an  impression  on  Rose,  the  Potter's  daughter,  that 
it  was  thought  it  would  be  the  Jester's  own  fault  if  Jack  was  long  without 
his  Jill.  Much  pithy  matter,  concerning  the  bringing  the  bride  to  bed,  the 
loosing  the  bridegroom's  points,  the  scramble  which  ensued  for  them,  and 
the  ra.sting  of  the  stockintr,  is  also  omitte<l  from  its  obscurity. 

The  following  song,  which  lias  been  since  borrowed  by  the  worshipful 
author  of  the  faniou.s  History  nf  Fryar  Bacon,  has  been  with  diiruulty 
deciphered.  It  seems  to  have  been  sung  on  occasion  of  carrying  home  the 
bride. 


3Brl&al  Song. 

To  the  tuiic  of — "  /  Imvc  been  a  FUldler,^'  etc. 

And  did  you  not  hear  of  a  mirth  befell 
Thi-  iiKirrow  after  a  wedding  day, 

And  carrying  a  bride  at  honie  to  dwell? 
And  away  to  Tcwin,  away,  away  ! 


'  This  tirade  of  gibberish  is  literally  taken  or  selected  from  a  mock  dis- 
oourw'  proiKiiiiiced  liy  a  jimfcsscd  jester,  wliich  occurs  in  an  ancient  inanii- 
Dcriiit  in  (lie  Advocate*'  Library,  the  same  from  wbic'h  (lie  late  ingenious 
Mr.  Weber  j)ubli.siied  the  curious  comic  rnnmiice  of  the  Ifinitiuy  <if  the  ILirc. 
It  wa.H  introducwl  in  comi)lianc^j  with  Mr.  Htrutt's  plan  of  rendering  hia 
tale  an  illustration  of  tineient  manners.  A  similar  burlescjiie  sermon  la 
pronounced  by  the  f*^)\  in  Sir  David  T-indesay's  satire  of  the  Tltrcr.  EHntet. 
The  nonsense  arul  viilgar  l)urles(|ue  of  (lint  composition  illustrate  the 
ground  of  Sir  Andrew  Agueche(k'.s  eulogy  on  the  exploits  of  (ho  jester  in 
Tivfflh  Xidht,  who,  reserving  his  sharper  jcnts  for  Sir  Toby,  had  doubtless 
enough  of  (he  jargon  of  hiscnllintr  (ocnp(ivn(etlie  imbecilKy  of  his  brother 
Icniuht,  who  Is  made  to  exclaim  :  "  In  sooth,  thou  waj<t  in  very  gracious 
foolin;,'  last  nitrht,  wlion  (hon  spokest  of  Pitrrogremitus,  and  of  die  vajtours 
passinrr  the  eqninortinls  of  (Juenlms  ;  'twns  very  gfiod,  i'  faith  !  "  It  ^•^  en- 
tertaining to  find  commentatf)rs  seeking  to  discover  Home  meaning  in  the 
professional  jargoa  of  such  u  passage  as  this. 

23  Vol.  1 


628  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

The  quintain  was  set,  and  the  garlands  were  mad«, 

'Tis  pity  old  customs  should  ever  decay  ; 
And  woe  be  to  him  that  was  horsed  on  a  jade, 

For  he  carried  no  credit  away,  uway. 

We  met  a  consort  of  fiddle-de-dees  ; 

We  set  them  a  cockhorse,  and  made  them  play 
The  winning  of  Bullen  and  Upsey-frees, 

And  away  to  Tewin,  away,  away! 

There  was  ne'er  a  lad  in  all  the  parish 

That  would  go  to  the  plough  that  day  ; 
But  oTi  his  fore-horse  his  wench  he  carries, 

And  away  to  Tewin,  away,  away ! 

The  butler  was  quick,  and  the  ale  he  did  tap, 
The  maidens  did  make  tlie  chamber  full  gay  ; 

The  servants  did  give  me  a  fuddling  cup, 
And  I  did  carry't  away.  away. 

The  smith  of  the  town  his  liquor  so  took, 
That  he  was  persuaded  tliat  the  ground  look'd  blut; 

And  I  dare  boldly  be  sworn  on  a  book. 
Such  smiths  as  he  there's  but  a  few. 

A  posset  was  made,  and  the  women  did  sip, 
And  simpering  said,  they  could  cat  no  more; 

Full  many  a  maiden  was  laid  on  the  lip, — 
I'll  say  no  more,  but  give  o'er  (give  o'er). 

But  what  our  fair  readers  will  chiefly  regret  is  the  loss  of  three  declara- 
tions of  love ;  the  first  by  St.  Clere  to  Matilda ;  which,  with  the  lady's 
answer,  occupied  fifteen  closely  written  pages  of  manuscript.  That  of 
Fitzosborne  to  Emma  is  not  much  shorter ;  but  the  amours  of  Fitzallen 
and  Eleanor,  being  of  a  less  romantic  cast,  are  closed  in  three  pages  only. 
The  three  noble  couples  were  married  in  Queenhoo  Hall  upon  the  same 
day,  being  the  twentieth  Sunday  after  Easter.  There  is  a  prolix  account 
of  the  marriage-feast,  of  which  we  can  pick  out  the  names  of  a  few  dishes^ 
such  as  peterel,  crane,  sturgeon,  swan,  etc.  etc.,  with  a  profusion  of  wild- 
fowl and  venison.  We  also  see  that  a  suitable  song  was  produced  by 
Peretto  on  the  occasion  ;  and  that  the  bishop  who  blessed  the  bridal  beds 
which  received  the  happy  couples  was  no  niggard  of  his  holy  water, 
bestowing  half  a  gallon  upon  each  of  the  couches.  We  regret  we  cannot 
give  these  curiosities  to  the  reader  in  detail,  but  we  hope  to  expose  the 
manuscript  to  abler  antiquari&s  so  soon  as  it  shall  be  framed  and  glaze<l  by 
the  ingenious  arti.st  who  rendered  that  .service  to  Mr.  Ireland's  Shakspeare 
MSS.  And  so  (being  unable  to  lay  aside  the  style  to  which  our  pen  is 
habituated),  gentle  reader,  we  bid  thee  heartily  farewell.] 


APPENDICES  TO   THE  GENERAL  PREFACE.         629 

No.    III. 
ANECDOTE   OF   SCHOOL  DAYS. 

UPON   WHICH   MR.    THOMAS   SCOTT   PB0P08ED  TO  P0T7ND   A   TALE  OP   FICTION. 

It  is  well  known  in  the  Sooth  that  there  is  little  or  no  boxing  at  the  Scot- 
tish schools.  About  forty  or  fifty  years  ago,  however,  a  far  more  dangerous 
mode  of  fighting,  in  parties  or  factions,  was  permitted  in  the  streets  of 
Edinburgh,  to  the  great  disgrace  of  the  police  and  danger  of  the  parties 
concerned.  These  parties  were  generally  formed  from  the  quarters  of  the 
town  in  which  the  coml)atants  resided,  those  of  a  particular  square  or  dis- 
trict lighting  against  those  of  an  adjoining  one.  Hence  it  happened  that 
the  children  of  the  higher  classes  were  often  pitted  against  those  of  the 
lower,  each  taking  their  side  according  to  the  residence  of  their  friends. 
80  far  as  I  recollect,  however,  it  was  unminpled  either  with  feelings  of 
democracy  or  aristocracy,  or  indeed  with  malice  or  ill-will  of  any  kind 
towards  the  opposite  party.  In  fact,  it  was  only  a  rough  mode  of  play. 
fiucli  contests  were,  however,  maintained  with  great  vigf)ur  with  stones 
and  sticks  and  fisticufls,  when  one  party  dared  to  charge  and  the  other 
stood  their  ground.  Of  course  mischief  sometimes  happeiud  ;  boys  are 
Baid  to  have  killed  at  the.se  bicken,  as  they  were  called,  and  serious  acci- 
dents certainly  stook  i)l«c(',  as  many  contenij)orarit's  can  hoar  witness. 

The  author's  fjither  residing  in  Ooorge  Hfjuare,  in  the  soiithorn  side  of 
E<Iinbiirgh,  the  boys  Ix-lonKing  to  that  family,  with  others  in  the  sqvinre, 
wen-  arrnniiP*!  into  a  sort  of  company,  to  which  a  lady  of  distinction  pre- 
wntefl  a  handsome  set  of  colours.  Now  this  company  or  regiment,  as  a 
matter  of  cou rse,  was  engaged  in  weekly  warfare  with  the  lioys  inhabiting 
the  Crf»s.scau.s<'way,  Bristo  Street,  the  Potterrow — in  short,  the  ncighbour- 
ini.' suhnrbs.  Tbesi'  Inst  were  chiefly  of  the  lower  rank,  bnt  hardy  loons, 
who  threw  «ifones  to  a  hair's-brcadlh  and  were  very  ruggol  antagonists  at 
clf>He  qTinrtors.  The  skirmish  sometimes  laste<l  for  a  whole  evening,  until 
one  party  or  the  other  was  victorious,  when,  if  ours  were  successful,  we 
drove  the  enemy  to  tlieir  quarters,  and  were  usually  chase<l  bacl^  by  the 
reinforcement  of  bi^cer  lads  who  came  to  (heir  assistance.  If,  on  the  con- 
trary, we  were  j)iirsiii'd,  as  was  often  (be  case,  int<'»  the  iireeincts  of  onr 
square,  we  were  in  otir  turn  snjiported  by  onr  elder  brothers,  domestic 
servants,  and  similar  aurlliaries. 

Tt  followed,  from  our  frequent  opposition  to  each  other,  that,  thougli  not 
knowfntr  the  name<<  of  onr  enemies,  we  were  yet  well  acquain(e<l  with  their 
appefirnnee,  and  had  nifknnnies  for  the  most  remarkable  of  them.  One 
very  netive  and  "pirite*!  boy  mi"bt  be  considered  ns  (be  jirincipnl  IcadrT  v\ 
the  cohort  f>f  the  suburbs.  He  was,  f  suppose,  thirteen  or  fourteen  yenrs 
oM,  finely  made,  tall,  bbie-eyed.  witli  |r»ng  fair  hair,  the  very  picture  ofa 
youthfid  Onth.  Thin  lad  was  always  first  in  the  charge  and  last  in  tlie 
retreat — the  Achilles,  at  once,  and  A.jax  of  the  rVosscnuseway.  He  was 
too  formidable  in  ns  not  to  have  n  coErnomen,  and.  like  that  of  a  knisrbt  of 
old,  it  was  taken  from  the  most  remarkable  part  of  his  dreas,  l>eing  a  pair 


630  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

of  old  green  livery  breeches,  which  was  the  principal  part  of  his  clothing  ; 
for,  like  Pentapolin,  according  to  Don  Quixote's  account,  Green-Breeks, 
as  we  called  him,  always  entered  the  battle  witli  bare  arms,  legs,  and  feet. 

It  fell,  that  once  upon  a  time,  when  the  combat  was  at  the  thickest,  this 
plebeian  champion  headed  a  sudden  charge,  so  rapid  and  furious  that  all 
fled  before  him.  He  was  several  paces  before  his  comrades,  and  had 
actually  laid  his  hands  on  the  patrician  standard,  when  one  of  our  party, 
whom  some  misjudging  friend  had  entrusted  with  a  coutcau  de  cliasse,  or 
hanger,  inspired  with  a  zeal  for  the  honour  of  the  corps  worthy  of  Major 
Sturgeon  himself,  struck  poor  Green-Breeks  over  the  head  with  strength 
sufficient  to  cut  him  down.  When  this  was  seen,  the  casualty  was  so  far 
beyond  what  had  ever  taken  place  before,  that  both  parties  fled  different 
ways,  leaving  poor  Green-Breeks,  with  his  bright  hair  plentifully  dabbled 
in  blood,  to  the  care  of  the  watchman,  who  (honest  man)  took  care  not  to 
know  who  had  done  the  mischief.  The  bloody  hanger  was  flung  into  one 
of  the  Meadow  ditches,  and  solemn  secrecy  was  sworn  on  all  hands  ;  but 
the  remorse  and  terror  of  the  actor  were  beyond  all  bounds,  and  his  appre- 
hensions of  the  most  dreadful  character.  The  wounded  hero  was  for  a  few 
days  in  the  Infirmary,  the  case  being  only  a  trifling  one.  But,  tliongh 
inquiry  was  strongly  presse<l  on  him,  no  argument  could  make  him  indicate 
the  person  from  whom  he  liad  received  the  wound,  though  he  must  have 
been  perfectly  well  known  to  liim.  When  lie  recovered  and  was  dismissed, 
the  author  and  his  brothers  opened  a  comnninication  with  him,  through 
the  medium  of  a  popular  gingerbread  baker,  of  whom  both  parties  were 
customers,  in  order  to  tender  a  subsidy  in  name  of  smart-money.  The 
sum  would  excite  ridicule  were  I  to  name  it ;  but  sure  I  am  that  the 
pockets  of  the  noted  Green-Breeks  never  held  as  much  money  of  his  own. 
He  declined  the  remittance,  saying  that  he  would  not  sell  his  blood  ;  but 
at  the  same  time  reprobated  tlie  idea  of  being  an  informer,  which  he  said 
was  clam,  i.e.,  base  or  mean.  With  much  urgency  he  accepted  a  pound  of 
snuff"  for  the  use  of  some  old  woman — aunt,  grandmother,  or  the  like — with 
whom  he  lived.  We  did  not  become  friends,  for  the  bickers  were  more 
agreeable  to  both  parties  than  any  more  pacific  amusement;  but  we  con- 
ducted them  ever  after  under  mutual  assurances  of  the  highest  considera- 
tion for  each  other. 

Such  was  the  hero  whom  Mr.  Thomas  Scott  proposed  to  carry  to  Canada, 
and  involve  in  adventures  with  the  natives  and  colonists  of  that  country. 
Perhaps  the  youthful  generosity  of  the  lad  will  not  seem  so  great  in  the 
eyes  of  others  as  to  those  whom  it  was  the  means  of  screening  from  severe 
rebuke  and  punishment.  But  it  seemed  to  those  concerned  to  argue  a 
nobleness  of  sentiment  far  l>eyond  the  pitcli  of  most  minds  ;  and  however 
obscurely  the  lad  who  showed  sucli  a  gleam  of  nol)le  spirit  may  have  lived 
or  died,  I  cannot  help  being  of  opinion  that,  if  fortune  had  placed  him  in 
circumstances  calling  for  gallantry  or  generosity,  the  man  would  have  ful- 
filled the  promi.se  of  the  boy.  Long  afterwards,  when  the  story  was  told 
to  my  father,  he  censtired  us  severely  for  not  telling  the  truth  at  the  time, 
that  he  might  have  attempted  to  be  of  use  to  the  yoimg  man  in  entering  on 
life.  But  our  alarms  for  the  consequences  of  the  drawn  sword,  and  the 
wound  inflicted  with  snch  a  weapon,  were  far  too  predominant  at  the  time 
for  such  a  pitch  of  generosity. 

Perhaps  I  ought  not  to  have  inserted  this  schoolboy  tale  ;  but,  l)eside3 
the  strong  impression  made  by  the  incident  at  the  time,  the  whole  accom- 


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paniments  of  the  story  are  matters  to  me  of  solemn  and  sad  recollection. 
Of  all  the  little  band  who  were  concerned  in  those  juvenile  sports  or 
brawls,  I  can  scarce  recollect  a  single  survivor.  Some  left  the  ranks  of 
mimic  war  to  die  in  the  active  service  of  their  country.  Many  sought 
distant  lands  to  return  no  more.  Others  dispersed  in  diflFerent  paths  of 
life,  "my  dim  eyes  now  seek  for  in  vain."  Of  five  brothers,  all  healthy 
and  promising  in  a  degree  far  beyond  one  w^hose  infancy  was  visited  by 
personal  infirmity,  and  whose  health  after  this  period  seemed  long  very 
precarious,  I  am,  nevertheless,  the  only  survivor.  The  best  loved,  and  the 
best  deserving  to  be  loved,  who  had  destined  this  incident  to  be  the  founda- 
tion of  literary  composition,  died  "  before  his  day  "  in  a  distant  and  foreign 
land  ;  and  trifles  assume  an  importance  not  their  own  when  connected 
■with  those  who  have  been  loved  and  lost. 


NOTES  TO  WAVERLEY. 


Note  1. — Dyer's  Weekly  Letter,  p.  45. 

Long  the  oracle  of  the  country  gentleman  of  the  high  Tory  party.  The 
auoient  news-letter  was  written  in  manuscript  and  copied  by  clerks,  who 
addressed  the  copies  to  the  subscribers.  The  politician  by  whom  they  were 
compiled  picked  up  his  intelligence  at  coffee-houses,  and  often  pleaded  for 
an  additional  gratuity  in  consideration  of  the  extra  expense  attached  to 
frequenting  such  places  of  fashionable  resort. 

Note  2. — The  Bradshaigh  Legend,  p.  58. 

There  is  a  family  legend  to  this  purpose,  belonging  to  the  knightly 
family  of  Bradshaigh,  the  proprietors  of  Haigh  Hall,  in  Lancashire,  where, 
I  have  been  told,  the  event  is  recorded  on  a  painted  glass  window.  The 
German  ballad  of  the  Noble  Moringer  turns  upon  a  similar  topic.  But 
undoubtedly  many  such  incidents  may  have  taken  place,  where,  the  dis- 
tance being  great  and  the  intercourse  infrequent,  false  reports  concerning 
the  fate  of  the  absent  Crusaders  must  have  been  commonly  circulated,  and 
sometimes  perhaps  rather  hastily  credited  at  home. 

Note  3. — Titus  Livius,  p.  72. 

The  attachment  to  this  classic  was,  it  is  said,  actually  displayed  in  the 
manner  mentioned  in  the  text  by  an  unfortunate  Jacobite  in  that  unhappy 
period.  He  escaped  from  the  jail  in  which  he  was  confined  for  a  hasty 
trial  and  certain  condemnation,  and  was  retaken  as  he  hovered  around  the 
place  in  which  he  had  been  imprisoned,  for  which  he  could  give  no  better 
reason  than  the  hope  of  recovering  his  favourite  Titus  Livius.  I  am  sorry 
to  add  that  the  simplicity  of  such  a  character  was  found  to  form  no  apology 
for  his  guilt  as  a  rebel,  and  that  he  was  condemned  and  executed. 

Note  4. — Nicholas  Amhurst,  p.  76. 

Nicholas  Amhurst,  a  noted  political  writer,  who  conducted  for  many 
years  a  paper  called  the  C'raftsmari,  under  the  assumed  name  of  Caleb 
D'Anvers.  He  was  devoted  to  the  Tory  interest,  and  seconded  with  much 
ability  the  attacks  of  Pulteney  on  Sir  Robert  Walpole.  He  died  in  1742, 
neglected  by  his  great  patrons  and  in  the  most  miserable  circumstances. 

"  Amhurst  survived  the  downfall  of  Walpole's  power,  and  had  reason  to 
expect  a  reward  for  his  labours.    If  we  excuse  Bolingbroke,  who  had  only 


NOTES  TO   WAVERLEY.  533 

saved  the  shipwreck  of  his  fortunes,  we  shall  be  at  a  loss  to  justify  Pulte- 
ney,  who  could  with  ease  have  giveu  this  man  a  considerable  income. 
The  utmost  of  his  generosity  to  Amhurst  that  I  ever  heard  of  was  a  hogs- 
head of  claret !  He  died,  it  is  supposed,  of  a  broken  heart ;  and  was  buried 
at  the  charge  of  his  honest  printer,  Richard  Francklin."— £orrf  Chester- 
field's  Characters  Eeviewed,  p.  42. 

NoTK  5. — Colonel  Gardiner,  p.  78. 

I  have  now  given  in  the  text  the  full  name  of  this  gallant  and  excellent 
man,  and  proceed  to  copy  the  account  of  his  remarkable  conversion,  a3 
related  by  Dr.  Doddridge. 

"This  memorable  event,"  says  the  pious  writer,  "  happened  towards  the 
middle  of  July,  1719.  The  major  had  spent  the  evening  (and,  if  I  mistake 
not,  it  was  the  Sabbath)  in  some  gay  company,  and  had  an  unhappy  as- 
signation with  a  married  woman,  whom  he  was  to  attend  exactly  at  twelve. 
The  company  broke  up  about  eleven  ;  and,  not  judging  it  convenient  to 
anticipate  the  time  appointed,  he  went  into  his  chamber  to  kill  the  tedious 
hour,  perhaps  with  some  amusing  book,  or  some  other  way.  But  it  very 
accidentally  happened  that  he  took  up  a  religious  book,  which  his  good 
mother  or  aunt  had,  without  his  knowledge,  slipped  into  his  portmanteau. 
It  was  called,  if  I  remember  the  title  exactly,  "  The  Christian  Soldier,  or 
Heaven  taken  by  Storm,"  and  it  was  written  by  Mr.  Thomas  Watson. 
Onessiiig  by  the  title  of  it  that  he  would  find  some  phrases  of  his  own  pro- 
fession spiritualised  in  a  manner  wliicli  he  thought  might  afford  him  some 
diversion,  he  resolved  to  dip  into  it ;  but  lie  took  no  serious  notice  of  any- 
thing it  liad  in  it ;  and  yet,  while  this  book  was  in  his  hand,  an  impression 
was  made  upon  bis  mind  (periiaps  fiod  oidy  knows  bow)  which  drew 
•fler  it  a  train  of  the  most  important  and  luii)i>y  consequences.  Ho 
thought  he  saw  an  urmsual  blaze  of  light  fall  upon  tlie  l)ook  while  he  was 
readini:,  wliidi  he  at  first  imagined  mi;,'ht  happen  by  some  accident  in  the 
candle  :  but,  lifting  up  his  eyi^s,  ho  apprchiMided  to  his  extreme  amazc^ment 
that  there  wa.*)  liefore  him,  as  it  were  siispended  in  the  air,  a  visible  repre- 
sentation f)f  the  Lord  .T(!sns  Christ  upon  the  cross,  surrounded  on  all  sides 
with  a  glor>'  ;  and  was  irni)ressed  as  if  a  voice,  or  something  equivalent  to 
a  voice,  liad  <'ome  to  him,  to  this  efTect  (for  be  was  not  confident  as  to  the 
words):  "  O  sinner!  di<l  I  suffer  tiiis  for  thee,  and  are  these  thy  returns?  " 
Strnek  with  so  amazing  a  phenomenon  as  this,  there  remaineil  hardly  any 
lifo  in  him,  so  that  he  snnk  down  in  the  arm-chair  in  whicli  he  sat,  and 
continued,  he  knew  not  how  long,  insensible." 

"With  ri'Knri]  to  this  vision,"  says  the  ingenious  Dr.  Hibl)ert,  "  tli(>  ap- 
penninee  of  our  Saviour  on  the  eross,  and  the  awful  words  repealed,  enn  ho 
ronsi'iere<l  in  no  otlier  li^'lit  tlian  as  ho  many  reeollected  images  of  the 
mind,  which  j)robal)ly  liad  llieir  origin  in  the  language;  of  some  urgent 
appeiil  to  repentance  tliat  the  colonel  might  have  casually  read  or  heard 
delivered.  From  wliat  ranse,  however,  such  ideas  were  ri-ndered  as  vivid 
a«»actiiiil  im7>re8sions,  we  have  no  information  to  be  di'prnded  u|)on.  This 
vision  wa,s  certaiidy  attended  with  one  of  the  most  ii'iportant  of  conse- 
quences connected  with  the  fhristian  dispensation — the  conversion  of  a 
sinner.  An<l  lioncp  no  ftinple  narrative  has,  perhaps,  done  more  to  confirm 
the  super<titious  opinion  that  apparitions  of  this  awful  kind  cannot  arise 
without  a  divine  fiat."     Dr.  Hibbcrt  adds  in  a  note  :  "  A  aliort  time  before 


534  WAVERLEY  NOVELS 

t}ie  vision.  Colonel  Gardiner  had  received  a  severe  fall  from  his  horse.  Did 
the  brain  receive  some  slight  degree  of  injury  Irum  the  accident,  so  as  to 
predispose  liini  to  this  spectral  illusion?" — Hibbert's  Philosophy  of  Appari- 
tiom,  Edinburgh,  1824,  p.  190. 

Note  6. — Scottish  Inns,  p.  80. 

The  courtesy  of  an  invitation  to  partake  a  traveller's  meal,  or  at  least 
that  of  being  invited  to  share  whatever  liquor  the  guest  called  for,  was  ex- 
pected by  certain  old  landlords  in  Scotland  even  in  the  youth  of  the  author. 
In  requital  mine  host  was  always  furnisshed  with  the  news  of  the  country, 
and  was  probably  a  little  of  a  humorist  to  bout.  The  devolution  of  the 
■whole  actual  business  and  drudgery  of  the  inn  upon  the  poor  gudewife  waa 
very  common  among  the  Scottisli  Bonifaces.  There  was  in  ancient  times, 
in  the  city  of  Edinburgh,  a  gentleman  of  good  family  who  condescended, 
in  order  to  gain  a  livelihood,  to  become  the  nominal  keeper  of  a  coffee- 
house, one  of  the  first  places  of  the  kind  which  had  been  opened  in  the 
Scottish  metropolis.     As  usual,  it  was  entirely  managed  by  the  careful  and 

industrious  Mrs.  B ;    while  her  husband  amused  himself  with  field 

Bports,  without  troubling  his  head  about  the  matter.  Once  upon  a  time, 
the  premises  having  taken  fire,  the  husband  was  met  walking  up  the  High 
Street  loaded  with  his  guns  and  fishing-rods,  and  replied  calmly  to  some 
one  who  inquired  after  liis  wife,  "that  the  poor  woman  was  trying  to  save 
a  parcel  of  crockery  and  some  trumpery  books  "  ;  the  last  being  those  which 
serA'ed  her  to  conduct  the  business  of  the  house. 

There  were  many  elderly  gentlemen  in  the  author's  younger  days  who 
still  held  it  part  of  the  amusement  of  u  journey  "  to  parley  with  mine  host," 
■who  often  resembled,  in  his  quaint  humour,  mine  Host  of  the  Garter  in  the 
"  Merry  Wives  of  Windsor  "  ;  or  Blague  of  the  George  in  the  "  Merry  Devil 
of  Edmonton."  Sometimes  the  landlady  took  her  share  of  entertaining 
the  company.  In  either  case  the  omitting  to  pay  them  due  att-ention  gave 
displeasure,  and  perhaps  brought  down  a  smart  jest,  as  on  the  following 
ocrasif)n  ; 

A  jolly  dame  who,  not  "  Sixty  Years  since,"  kept  the  principal  caravan- 
sary at  Greenlaw,  in  Berwickshire,  had  the  honour  to  receive  under  her 
roof  a  very  worthy  clergyman,  with  three  sons  of  the  same  profession,  each 
having  a  cure  of  souls ;  be  it  said  in  passing,  none  of  the  reverend  party 
■were  reckoned  powerful  in  the  pulpit.  After  dijmer  Avas  over,  the  worthy 
senior,  in  the  pride  of  his  heart,  asked  Mrs.  Buclian  whether  she  ever  had 
had  such  a  party  in  her  house  before.  "  Here  sit  I,"  he  said,  "a  placed 
minister  of  the  Kirk  of  Scotland,  and  here  sit  my  three  sons,  each  a  placed 
minister  of  the  same  kirk.  Confess,  Luckie  Buchan,  you  never  had  snch 
a  party  in  your  hoTise  hefore."  The  question  was  not  premised  by  any  in- 
vitation to  sit  down  and  take  a  glass  of  wine  or  the  like,  so  Mrs.  B.  an- 
Bwere<l  drily.  "  Indeed,  sir,  I  cannot  just  say  that  ever  I  had  such  a  party  in 
my  honse  before,  except  once  in  the  forty-five,  when  I  had  a  Highland  piper 
here,  with  his  three  sons,  all  Highland  pipers;  and  deil  a  spring  theycovM 
play  amang  them." 

Note  7. — Tully-Veolan,  p.  85. 

There  is  no  particular  mansion  described  under  the  name  of  TuUy- 
Veolan  :  but  the  pwuliaritifs  of  the  description  occur  in  various  old  Scot- 
tish seats.    The  House  of  Warrender  upon  Bruntsfield  Links  and  that  of 


NOTES  TO  WAVERLEY.  635 

Old  Ravelston,  belonging,  the  former  to  Sir  George  Warrender,  the  latter 
to  Sir  Alexander  Keith,  have  both  contributed  several  hints  to  the  descrip- 
tion in  the  text.  The  House  of  Dean,  near  Edinburgh,  has  also  some 
points  of  resemblance  with  Tully-Veolan.  The  authoF  has,  however,  been 
informed  that  the  House  of  GrandtuUy  resembles  that  of  the  Baron  of 
Bradwardine  still  more  than  any  of  the  above.  (The  rampant  bears  on  the 
gateway  are  supposed  to  liave  been  suggested  to  the  author  by  similar 
effit-'ies  still  standing  on  the  gate  to  Traquair  House  on  the  Tweed.  Mr. 
Lockhart  mentions  Craighall  in  Perthshire  as  another  mansion  bearing  a 
likeness  to  Tully-Veolan. — Laing.) 

Note  8. — Jester  or  Fool,  p.  91. 

T  am  ignorant  how  long  the  ancient  and  established  custom  of  keeping 
fools  has  been  disused  in  England.  Swift  writes  an  epitaph  on  the  Earl  of 
Suffolk's  fool— 

Whose  name  was  Dickie  Pearce. 

In  Scotland  the  custom  subsisted  till  late  in  the  last  century  ;  at  Glamis 
Castle  is  preserved  the  dress  of  one  of  the  jesters,  very  handsome,  and  orna- 
mente<l  with  many  bells.  It  is  not  above  thirty  years  since  such  a  charac- 
ter stof-wi  by  the  sideboard  of  a  nobleman  of  the  lirst  rank  in  Scothuul,  and 
occasionally  mixed  in  the  conversation,  till  he  carried  the  joke  rather  too 
far,  in  making  proposals  to  one  of  the  young  ladies  of  the  family,  and  pub- 
lishing tlju  bans  betwixt  her  and  himself  in  the  public  church. 

Note  9. — Episcopal  Clergy  in  Scotland,  p.  96. 

After  the  Revolution  of  1G88,  and  on  some  occasions  when  the  spirit  of 
the  Presbyterians  liad  been  unusually  animated  against  their  ((i>|)on('n(,s, 
the  Episcopal  clergymen,  who  were  c^hielly  nonjurors,  were  exposed  to  bo 
mobbed,  as  we  ahould  now  say,  or  rabbled,  as  the  phrase  then  went,  to 
expiate  their  political  heresies.  But  notwitlistanding  tliat  the  Presby- 
terians Imd  the  persecutions  in  Charles  IT.  and  his  brother's  lime  to  ex- 
asperate them,  there  was  little  mischief  done  beyond  the  kind  of  petty 
violence  mentioned  in  the  text. 

Note  10. — Stieritp-cup,  i>.  loi. 

I  may  here  mention  that  the  lashion  of  coinpotation  doscribrd  in  the 
text  WHS  still  oecusicinally  i)ru<;ti.sed  in  Scotland  in  the  author's  youth.  A 
company,  aft<,T  having  t^iken  leave  of  their  liost,  often  went  to  finish  the 
evening  at  tlic  elarhan  or  village,  in  "  womb  of  tavern."  Their  enterUiiner 
always  aenomi)nnied  tlicm  to  take  the  stirrup-eup,  which  often  occa.sioned 
a  long  and  lat<!  revel. 

The  pnrnlnm  potittorium  of  the  valiant  Baron,  liis  blessed  Bear,  has  a 
prototyx>e  at  the  fine  old  Castle  of  filamis,  so  rieh  in  memorials  of  ancient 
times ;  it  is  a  ma.ssivo  henker  of  silver,  dou])le  gilt,  inoulde<l  into  the  shai)o 
of  a  lion,  and  holding  about  an  English  pint  of  wine.  The  form  ulliiilcs  to 
the  family  name  of  Sfrathrnore.  which  is  T,yon.  and,  when  exhibited,  tho 
rnp  mu-it  neecssarily  t>e  ein|>tieil  tn  (lie  Earl's  lieallli.  The  aiilbor  ought 
perhaps  to  l)eftslmtne<l  of  rerording  that  lie  lias  had  the  hoiKnir  of  swallow- 
ing till-  rontPJits  of  the  Lion;  and  the  reeol lection  of  the  feat  served  to 
Buggest  the  story  of  the  Bear  of  Bradwardine,    In  the  family  of  Scott  of 


636  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Thirleptaiie  (not  Thirlestane  in  the  Forest,  but  the  place  of  the  same  nam« 
in  Roxburghshire)  was  long  preserved  a  cup  of  the  same  kind,  in  the  form 
of  a  jacii-boot.  Each  guest  was  obliged  to  empty  this  at  his  departure.  If 
the  guest's  name  was  8cott,  the  necessity  was  di)ubly  imperative. 

When  the  landlord  of  an  inn  presented  his  guests  with  dock  an  dorroch, 
that  is,  the  drink  at  the  door,  or  the  stirrup-cup,  the  draught  was  not 
charged  in  the  reckoning.  On  this  point  a  learned  bailie  of  the  town  of 
Forfar  pronounced  a  very  sound  judgment. 

A.,  an  ale-wife  in  Forfar,  had  brewed  her  "peck  of  maut"  and  set  the 
liquor  out  of  doors  to  cool ;  the  cow  of  B.,  a  neighbour  of  A.,  chanced  to 
come  by,  and  seeing  the  good  beverage,  was  allured  to  taste  it,  and  finally 
to  drink  it  up.  When  A.  came  to  take  in  her  liquor,  she  found  her  tub 
empty,  and  from  the  cow's  staggering  and  staring,  so  as  to  betray  her  in- 
temperance, she  ea.sily  divined  the  mode  in  which  her  "browst"  had 
disappeared.  To  take  vengeance  on  Crummie's  ribs  with  a  stick  was  her 
first  elfort.  The  roaring  of  the  co\j'  brought  B.,  her  master,  who  remon- 
strated with  his  angry  neighbour,  and  received  in  reply  a  demand  for  the 
value  of  the  ale  which  Crummie  had  drunk  up.  B.  refused  payment,  and 
was  convened  before  C,  the  bailie,  or  sitting  magistrate.  He  hoard  the 
case  patiently  ;  and  then  demanded  of  the  plaintiff  A.  whether  the  cow 
had  sat  down  to  her  potation  or  taken  it  standing.  The  plaintiff  answered, 
she  had  not  seen  the  deed  committed,  but  she  supposed  the  cow  drank  the 
ale  while  standing  on  her  feet,  adding,  that  had  she  been  near  she  would 
have  made  her  use  them  to  some  purpose.  The  bailie,  on  this  admission, 
solemnly  adjudged  the  cow's  drink  to  be  dock  an  dorroch,  a  stirrup-cup, 
for  which  no  charge  could  be  made  without  violating  the  ancient  hospi- 
tality of  Scotland. 

Note  U. — Witches,  p.  121. 

The  story  last  told  was  said  to  have  happened  in  the  south  of  Scotland  ; 
but  cedant  anna  togx  and  let  the  gown  have  its  dues.  It  was  an  old  clergy- 
man, who  liad  wisdom  and  firmness  enough  to  resist  the  panic  which 
seized  his  brethren,  who  was  the  means  of  rescuing  a  poor  half-insane 
creature  from  the  cruel  fate  which  would  otherwise  have  overtaken  her. 
The  accounts  of  the  trials  for  witchcraft  form  one  of  the  most  deplorable 
chapters  in  Scottish  story. 

Note  12. — C.vnting  IIijrali)EY,  p.  12.3. 

Although  canting  heraldry  is  generally  reprobated,  it  seems  nevertheless 
to  have  been  adopted  in  the  arms  and  mottoes  of  many  honorable  families. 
Thus  the  motto  of  the  Vernons,  Ver  non  semper  viret,  is  a  perfect  pun,  and 
BO  is  that  of  the  Onslows,  Festina  lentc.  The  Periissem  ni  pcr-iksem  of  the 
Anstruthers  is  liable  to  a  similar  objection.  One  of  that  ancient  race,  find- 
ing that  an  antagonist,  with  whom  he  had  fixed  a  friendly  meeting,  was 
determined  to  take  the  opportunity  of  assassinating  him,  prevented  the 
hazard  by  dashing  out  his  brains  with  a  battle-axe.  Two  sturdy  arms, 
brandishing  such  a  weapon,  form  the  u.sual  crest  of  the  family,  with  the 
above  motto,  Periissem  ni  per-iissem — I  had  died,  unless  I  had  gone  through 
with  it. 

Note  13. — Black-mail,  p.  91. 

Mnc-Donald  of  Barrisdale,  one  of  the  very  last  Highland  gentlemen  who 
carried  on  the  plundering  aystem  to  any  great  extent,  was  a  scholar  and  a 


NOTES  TO  WAVERLEY.  637 

well-bred  gentleman.    He  engraved  on  his  broadswords  the  well-known 
lines — 

Hse  tibi  enint  artes — pacisque  imponere  morem, 

Parcere  subjectis,  et  debellare  superbos. 

Indeed,  the  levying  of  black-mail  was,  before  the  1745,  practised  by  sev- 
eral chiefs  of  very  high  rank,  who,  in  doing  so,  contended  that  they  were 
lending  the  laws  the  assistance  of  their  arms  and  swords,  and  art'ording  a 
protection  which  could  not  be  obtained  from  the  magistracy  in  the  dis- 
turbed state  of  the  country.  The  author  has  seen  a  "  Memoir  "  of  Mac-Pher- 
son  of  Ciuny ,  Chief  of  that  ancient  clan,  from  which  it  appears  that  he  levied 
protection-money  to  a  very  large  amount,  which  was  willingly  paid  even 
by  some  of  his  most  powerful  neighbours.  A  gentleman  of  this  clan,  hear- 
ing a  clergyman  hold  forth  to  his  congregation  on  the  crime  of  theft,  inter- 
rupted the  preacher  to  assure  him,  he  might  leave  the  enforcement  of  such 
doctrines  to  Cluny  Mac-Pherson,  whose  broadsword  would  put  a  stop  to 
theft  sooner  than  all  the  sermons  of  all  the  ministers  of  the  synod. 

Note  14. — Lochaber-axe,  p.  140. 

The  Town«gtiard  of  Edinburgh  were,  until  a  late  period,  armed  with 
thi.s  weapon  when  on  their  police-duty.  There  was  a  hook  at  tlie  back  of 
the  axe,  which  the  ancient  Higlilanders  used  to  assist  them  to  climb  over 
walls,  fixing  the  hook  upon  it  and  raising  tliemselves  by  the  handle.  The 
axe.  which  was  also  much  used  by  tlie  the  natives,  is  supposed  to  have 
been  introduced  into  both  countries  from  Scandinavia. 

Note  15. — Sidier  Rov,  p.  143. 

The  words  sidier  roy,  or  red  soldier,  were  u.sed  to  distinguish  the  regular 
regimeiitH  from  th'>  independent  companies  raised  to  protect  tlie  peace  of 
the  IIi({lilan<ls.  These  last  were  called  sidier  dint,  i.e.  l)lack  soldier;  and 
the  12d  reixifiient,  wliicb  was  formed  out  of  these  indepeuflent  i-ompanies, 
is  still  called  the  Black  Watch,  from  the  dark  colour  of  their  tartans. 

Note  10.— Rob  Roy,  p.  147. 

An  Oflventnro  very  similar  to  what  is  lier(>  stated  actually  befell  the  Into 
Mr.  Abereromhy  of  Tullibody,  ^randfatliir  of  the  i)reseiit  Lord  Aber- 
croiiiby,  and  father  of  the  celebnitcd  .Sir  ltiilj)li.  When  Ibis  Kentleiium, 
who  live<l  to  a  very  advanced  jierioii  of  life,  first  settled  in  Stirlingsliire, 
hi.s  cattle  wi^re  repeat«'dly  driven  otfby  the  celcbriited  Rob  Roy,  or  some  of 
his  gang  ;  and  at  leJigtb  lie  was  oblige<i,  after  obtjiinin^' a  proper  safe-con- 
duct, to  mak(!  the  cateran  su<;]i  a  visit  as  that  of  Waverley  to  I?ean  Lean  in 
the  text.  Rob  rr-ceived  him  with  much  r-oiirtesy.  nnd  made  nuiiiy  apolojjies 
for  tlie  aei;iilent.  which  must  liav(!  bappeiu'd,  Iiosaiii,  through  some  mistake. 
Mr.  Abenromby  was  reRalefl  with  collops  from  lwo<if  liis  own  cattle,  which 
were  hiuiK  uj)  by  tlie  heels  in  the  cavern,  and  was  dismissed  in  perfect 
safety.  aft^T  having  agreed  to  pay  in  future  a  small  .sum  of  black-mail,  in 
consideration  of  wliich  Roy  Roy  not  only  undertook  to  forbear  bis  herds 
In  future,  but  to  replace  any  that  slioiiM  br-  stolen  from  him  by  other  free- 
hooters.  N(r.  AI>r'r(Toniby  said  IJob  IJoy  atl'ected  to  consider  liim  as  a  friend 
to  the  .laeobite  interisit  and  a  sincere  enemy  to  the  Union.  Neither  of  tbese 
circumstances  were  true ;   but  the  laird  thought  it  quite  unnecessary  to 


638  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

undeceive  liis  Highland  host  at  the  risk  of  bringing  on  a  political  dispute 
in  such  a  situation.  This  anecdote  I  received  many  years  since  (about  1792) 
from  the  mouth  of  the  venerable  gentleman  who  was  concerned  in  it. 

Note  17.— Kind  Gallows  of  Ckieff,  p.  155. 

This  celebrated  gibbet  was,  in  the  memory  of  the  last  generation,  still 
standing  at  the  western  end  of  the  town  of  Crieff,  in  Perthshire.  Why  it 
was  called  the  kind  gallows  we  are  unable  to  inform  the  reader  with  cer- 
tainty ;  but  it  is  alleged  that  the  Highlanders  used  to  touch  their  boiuiets 
as  they  passed  a  place  which  had  been  fatal  to  many  of  their  countrymen, 
with  the  ejaculation,  "God  bless  her  nuin  sell,  and  tlie  Teil  tamn  you !" 
It  may  therefore  have  been  called  kind,  as  being  a  sort  of  native  or  kin- 
dred place  of  doom  to  those  who  suffered  there,  as  in  fulfilment  of  a  natu- 
ral destiny. 

Note  18. — Catkrans,  p.  157. 

The  story  of  the  bridegroom  carried  off  by  caterans  on  his  bridal  day  is 
taken  from  one  which  was  told  to  the  author  by  the  late  Laird  of  Mac-Nab 
many  years  since.  To  carry  off  persons  from  the  Lowlands,  and  to  put 
them  to  ransom,  was  a  common  practice  with  the  wild  Highlanders,  as  it 
is  said  to  be  at  the  present  day  with  the  banditti  in  the  South  of  Italy. 
Upon  the  occasion  alludetl  to,  a  party  of  caterans  carried  off  the  bridegroom 
and  secreted  him  in  some  cave  near  the  moimtain  of  Schichallion.  The 
young  man  caught  the  small-pox  before  his  ransom  could  be  agi-eed  on ; 
and  whether  it  was  the  fine  cool  air  of  the  place,  or  the  want  of  medical 
attendance,  Mac-Nab  did  not  pretend  to  be  positive  ;  but  so  it  was,  that  the 
prisoner  recovered,  his  ransom  was  paid,  and  he  was  restored  to  his  friends 
and  bride,  but  always  considered  the  Highland  robbers  as  having  saved  ilia 
life  by  their  treatment  of  his  malady. 

Note  19. — Forfeited  Estates,  p.  1G3. 

This  happened  on  many  occasions.  Indeed,  it  was  not  till  after  the  total 
destruction  of  the  clan  influence,  after  1745,  that  purchasers  could  be 
found  who  offered  a  fair  price  for  the  estates  forfeited  in  1715,  which  were 
then  brouglit  to  sale  by  the  creditors  of  the  York  Buildings  Company,  who 
lia<l  purchased  the  whole  or  greater  i)art  from  government  at  a  very  small 
price.  Even  so  late  as  the  period  first  mentioned,  the  prejudices  of  the  pub- 
lic in  favour  of  the  heirs  of  the  forfeited  families  threw  various  impedi- 
ments in  the  way  of  intending  purchasers  of  such  property. 

Note  20. — Highland  Policy,  p.  164. 

This  sort  of  political  game  ascribed  to  Mac-Ivor  was  in  reality  played  by 
several  Highland  chiefs,  the  celebrated  Lord  Lovat  in  particular,  who  used 
that  kind  of  finesse  to  the  uttermost.  The  Laird  of  Mac was  also  cap- 
tain of  an  independent  company,  but  valued  the  sweets  of  present  pay  too 
well  to  incur  the  risk  of  losing  them  in  the  .Jacobite  cause.  His  martial 
consort  raised  his  clan  and  headed  it  in  1745.  But  the  chief  himself  would 
have  nothing  to  do  with  king-making,  declaring  himself  for  that  monarch, 

and  no  other,  who  gave  the  Laird  of  Mao "  half-a-guinea  the  day  and 

half-a-^inea  the  mom." 


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Note  21.— Highland  Discipli>-e,  p.  167. 

In  explanation  of  the  military  exercise  observed  at  the  Castle  of  Glenna- 
quoich,  the  author  begs  to  reiuark,  that  the  Highlanders  were  not  only 
practised  in  the  use  of  the  broadsword,  firelock,  and  most  of  the  manly 
sports  and  trials  of  strength  common  throughout  Scotland,  but  also  used  a 
peculiar  sort  of  drill,  suited  to  their  own  dress  and  mode  of  warfare.  There 
■were,  for  instance,  different  modes  of  disposing  the  plaid,  one  when  on  a 
peaceful  journey,  another  when  danger  was  apprehended  ;  one  way  of  en- 
velnpiug  themselves  in  it  when  expecting  undisturbed  repose,  and  another 
wliicli  enabled  them  to  start  up  with  sword  and  pistol  in  lumd  on  tlie 
uliphtcst  alarm, 

Previous  to  1720  or  thereabouts,  the  belted  plaid  was  univei-sally  worn, 
in  which  the  portion  which  surrounded  the  middle  of  the  wearer  and  that 
which  was  flung  arou»d  his  shoulders  were  all  of  the  same  piece  of  tartan. 
In  a  desperate  onset  all  was  thrown  away,  and  the  clan  charged  bare  be- 
nt-atli  the  doublet,  suve  for  an  artificial  arrangement  of  the  shirt,  which, 
like  that  of  the  Irish,  was  always  ample,  and  for  the  sporran-mollach,  or 
goat's-skin  r)urse. 

The  manner  of  handling  the  pistol  and  dirk  was  also  part  of  the  High- 
land manual  exercise,  wliich  the  author  has  seen  gone  through  by  men 
who  had  learned  it  in  their  youth. 

NoTK  22. — Dislike  of  the  Scotch  to  Pokk,  p.  lOt). 

Pork,  or  swine's  flesh,  in  any  shape  was.  till  of  late  years,  much  abomi- 
nated by  tlie  Scotch,  nor  is  it  yet  a  favorite  food  amongst  them.  King 
Jamie  curried  this  prejudice  to  England,  and  is  known  to  have  abhoncd 
pork  almost  as  much  as  he  did  tol)acco.  Ben  Jonson  has  recorded  this 
])(;culiarity,  where  the  gipsy  in  a  masque,  examining  the  king's  hand, 
Buyb: 

You  sh(juld  by  this  line 
Love  a  horse,  an<l  a  liound,  but  no  part,  of  a  swine. 

T)ie  Uijmcs  Mctamurpfwsed. 

James'  own  proposed  banquet  for  the  Devil  was  a  loin  of  ])ork  and  a  i)oll 
of  ling,  with  a  jiipc  of  tobacco  for  digeatiou. 

NoTK  23. — A  ScoTTTsn  Dinner  Tahle,  p.  170. 

In  tlio  nuinlicr  of  persons  of  all  ranks  wlu)  lusscmldfil  nt  the  snmo  table, 
th(Hi;<li  l)y  no  means  to  iliscuss  llic  .sarins  fare,  tlic  Highland  ciiiefs  only  re- 
tained a  custom  which  had  been  form(!rly  universally  observt^d  throughout 
Bcothind.  "  I  mj-self,"  .says  the  traveller,  Fyncs  Morrison,  in  the  end  of 
Quei'ii  Elizabeth's  reign,  the  scene  lieing  the  Lowlands  of  .Siollam'  "  was  at 
a  kniglit's  lionwf,  wlio  lind  mnny  scrvunls  to  atli'nd  him,  Ihat  broughf  in  lu.4 
meat  with  thfir  heads  fovcn-d  with  lilne  caps,  the  tahlf'  licing  inon;  llinii 
half  furnishe<l  with  great  j)lattcrH  of  ]>orridge,  e^ch  having  a  litllf  jiiece  of 
Hodtlcn  meat.  And  whf-n  the  f/d)i('  was  servod,  the  servants  di<l  sit  rlown 
with  tiB :  hut  fho  upp«T  moss.  Instond  of  porridge,  had  a  i)tdlet,  with  some 
pruTics  in  the  broth.'  —  Trniiln,  ]>.  15,'). 

Till  within  this  last  century  the  furmcre,  even  of  a  respectable  condition. 


540  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

dined  with  their  work-people.  The  difference  betwixt  those  of  high  degree 
was  ascertaineti  by  the  place  of  the  party  above;  or  below  the  salt,  or  son^e- 
tinies  by  a  line  drawn  with  chalk  on  the  dining-table.  Lord  Lovat,  who 
know  well  how  to  feed  the  vanity  and  restrain  the  appetites  of  his  clans- 
men, allowed  each  sturdy  Fraser  who  had  the  slightest  pretensions  to  be  a 
Duinhe-wassel  the  full  honour  of  the  sitting,  but  at  the  same  time  took 
care  that  his  young  kinsmen  did  not  acquire  at  his  table  any  taste  for  out- 
landish luxuries.  His  lordship  was  always  ready  with  some  honourable 
apology  why  foreign  wines  and  French  brandy,  delicacies  which  he  con- 
ceived might  sap  the  hardy  habits  of  his  cousins,  should  not  circulate  past 
an  assigned  point  on  the  table. 

Note  24. — Conan  the  Jestee,  179. 

In  the  Irish  ballads  relating  to  Fion  (the  Fingal  of  Mac-Phergon)  there 
occurs,  aa  in  the  primitive  poetry  of  most  nations,  a  cycle  of  heroes,  each 
of  whom  has  some  distinguishing  attribute;  upon  these  qualities,  and  the 
adventures  of  those  possessing  them,  many  proverbs  are  formed,  which 
are  still  current  in  the  Highlands.  Among  other  characters,  Conan  is 
dLstinguished  as  in  some  respects  a  kind  of  Thersites,  but  brave  and  daring 
even  to  rashness.  He  had  made  a  vow  that  he  would  never  take  a  blow 
without  returning  it ;  and  having,  like  other  heroes  of  antiquity,  descended 
to  the  infernal  regions,  he  received  a  cuff  from  the  Arch-fiend  who  presided 
there,  which  he  instantly  returned,  using  the  expression  in  the  text.  Some- 
times the  proverb  is  worded  thus  :  "  Claw  for  claw,  and  the  devil  take  the 
•hortcou  nails,  as  Conan  said  to  the  devil." 

Note  25. — Waterfall,  p.  183. 

Tiie  description  of  the  waterfall  mentioned  in  this  chapter  ig  taken  from 
that  of  Ledeard,  at  the  farm  so  called  on  the  northern  side  of  Lochard,  and 
near  the  head  of  the  lake,  four  or  five  miles  from  Aberfoyle.  It  is  upon  a 
small  scale,  but  otherwise  one  of  the  most  exquisite  oa.scades  it  is  possible 
to  behold.  The  appearance  of  Flora  with  the  harp,  as  described,  has  been 
justly  censured  as  too  theatrical  and  affected  for  the  lady-like  simplicity  of 
her  character,  But  something  may  be  allowed  to  her  French  education, 
in  which  point  and  striking  effect  always  make  a  considerable  object. 

Note  26. — The  Hunting  Match,  p.  198. 

The  author  has  been  sometimes  accused  of  confounding  fiction  with  real- 
ity. He  therefore  thinks  it  necessary  to  state  that  tiie  circumstance  of  tlie 
hunting  described  in  the  text  as  preparatory  to  the  insurrection  of  1745  is, 
so  far  as  he  knows,  entirely  imaginary.  But  it  is  well  known  such  a  great 
hunting  was  held  in  the  Forest  (jf  Brae-Mar,  under  the  auspices  of  the  Earl 
of  Mar,  as  preparatory  to  the  Rebellion  of  1715;  and  most  of  the  Highland 
chieftains  who  afterwards  engaged  in  that  civil  commotion  were  present 
on  this  occasion. 

Note  27. — Mac-Faelane's  Lantern,  p.  290. 

The  Clan  of  Mac-Farlane,  occupying  the  fastnes.ses  of  the  western  side  of 
Loch  Lomond,  were  great  depredators  on  the  Low  Country,  and  as  their  ex- 
cursions were  made  uaually  by  night,  the  moon  was  proverbially  called  their 


NOTES  TO   WAVERLEY.  541 

lantern.    Their  celebrate<l  pibroch  of  Hoggil  nam  Bo,  which  is  the  name 
of  tkeir  gathering  tune,  intimates  similar  practices,  the  sense  being : 

We  are  bound  to  drive  the  bidlocks, 
All  by  hollows,  hirsts,  and  hillocks, 

Through  the  sleet,  and  through  the  rain. 
When  the  luoon  is  beaming  low 
On  frozen  lake  and  hills  of  snow 
Bold  and  heartily  we  go  ; 
And  all  for  little  gain. 

Note  28. — Castle  of  Doune,  p.  292. 

This  noble  ruin  is  dear  to  my  recollection  from  associations  which  have 
been  long  and  painfully  broken.  It  holds  a  commanding  station  on  the 
banks  of  the  river  Tcitli,  and  has  been  one  of  the  largest  castles  in  Scotland. 
Murdoch,  Duke  of  Albany,  the  founder  of  this  stately  pile,  was  beheaded 
on  the  Castle-hill  of  Stirling,  from  which  he  might  seethe  towers  of  Doune, 
the  monument  of  his  falling  greatness. 

In  1745-46,  as  stated  in  the  text,  a  garrison  on  the  part  of  the  Chevalier 
was  put  into  the  castle,  then  less  ruinous  than  at  present.  It  was  com- 
manded by  Mr.  Stewart  of  Balloch,  as  governor  for  Prince  Charles ;  he  was 
a  man  of  property  near  f^allander.  This  castle  became  at  that  time  the 
actual  scene  of  a  romantic  escape  made  by  .John  Ifonie,  the  author  of 
"  Douglas,"  and  some  otlier  prisoners,  who.  having  been  taken  at  the  battle 
of  Falkirk,  were  confined  there  by  the  insurgents.  The  poet,  who  had  in 
his  own  mind  a  large  stock  of  that  romantic  and  enthusia.stic  .spirit  of  adven- 
ture which  he  has  described  as  animating  the  youthful  hero  of  his  drama, 
devised  and  undertook  the  peribjus  enterprise  of  escaping  from  his  prison. 
He  inspired  bis  companions  witli  his  sentinient«,  and  when  every  attempt 
at  open  force- was  deemed  liopcless,  they  resolved  to  twist  their  bed-clotbaj 
into  ropes  and  llnis  to  descend.  Four  persons,  with  Homo  liiinsclf,  readied 
thegrouiid  in  safety.  Ikil  tlie  rope  broke  with  the  tilth,  wlio  was  a  tall 
lusty  man.  The  sixth  was  Thomas  IJarrow,  a  bravo  young  Englishman,  a 
particulnr  friend  of  Home's.  Detorminrd  to  fnke  the  risk,  even  in  such 
unfavorable  circumstancc«,  Barrow  coniinitle<l  liimself  to  the  broken  rope, 
ulid  down  on  it  as  faras  it  could  assist  him,  and  tlien  let  himself  drop.  His 
friends  l)eneath  succeeded  in  breaking  his  fall.  Xeverlliele.ss,  he  dislocated 
bi.s  ankle  and  had  wrveral  of  his  riba  broken.  His  companiona,  however, 
wen;  able  to  bear  him  ofl'in  safety. 

Tlie  Higlilunders  next  n  (ifuinu'  sought  for  their  prisoners  with  great 
activity.  .\n  oM  g<iillenian  told  the  author  he  rememberetl  seeing  the 
coiniuandant  Htewart 

Bloo<ly  with  spnrring,  fierj'  red  willi  haste, 

riding  fiirioUBly  through  the  eountrj-  in  quest  of  the  fugitives. 

Note  2).— To  fio  Out  or  To  Have  Been  Out,  p.  2!17. 

To  (in  out,  or  fn  hnvr,  hem  nut.  in  Scotland  was  a  conventional  phrft-sesimi- 
Inr  to  that  of  the  Irish  nwpecting  n  man  having  been  w/»,  both  luiving  refer- 
ence to  nn  individmd  who  hiid  been  <iignir<'d  in  inHnrre(tion.  It  wn-"  ac- 
counted ili-breetling  in  Scotland  about  forty  years  eince  to  use  the  phrase 


642  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

rebellion  or  rebel,  which  might  be  interpreted  by  some  of  the  partiea  present 
as  a  personal  insult.  It  was  also  esteemed  more  polite  even  for  stanch  Whigs 
to  denominate  Charles  Edward  the  Chevalier  than  to  speak  of  him  as  the 
Pretender;  and  this  kind  of  accommodating  courtesy  was  usually  observed 
in  society  where  individuals  of  each  party  mixed  on  friendly  terms. 

Note  30. — St.  Johnstone's  Tippet,  p.  297. 

Literally  a  halter.  Perth  was  formerly  known  as  St.  .John's  Town,  from 
tho,name  of  the  tutelary  saint.  In  an  old  poem  by  H.  Adamson  (1638) 
there  occurs  the  proverbial  saying  : 

And  in  contempt,  when  any  rogue  they  see. 

They  say,  Saint  Johnstone's  ribbon's  meet  for  thee. 

Thi3  proverb,  says  the  editor  of  Adamson  in  1774,  is  well  understood  in 
Perth  and  through  the  shire.  It  is  apjilied  to  people  who  deserve  to  be 
hanged. — ( Laing. ) 

Note  31.— English  Jacobites,  p.  304. 

The  Jacobite  sentiments  were  general  among  the  western  countie-s  and 
in  Wales.  But  altliough  the  great  families  of  the  Wynnes,  the  Wyndhams, 
and  others  had  come  under  an  actual  obligation  to  join  Prince  Charles  if 
he  should  land,  they  had  done  so  under  the  express  stipulation  that  he 
should  be  assisted  by  an  auxiliary  army  of  French,  without  which  they 
foresaw  the  enterprise  would  be  desperate.  W^ishing  well  to  his  cause,  there- 
fore, and  watching  an  opportunity  to  join  him,  they  did  not,  nevertheless, 
think  themselves  bound  in  honour  to  do  so,  as  he  was  only  supported  by  a 
body  of  wild  mountaineers,  speaking  an  uncouth  dialect,  and  wearing  a 
singular  dress.  The  race  up  to  Derby  struck  them  with  more  dread  than 
admiration.  But  it  is  dilhcult  to  say  what  the  effect  might  have  been  had 
either  the  battle  of  Preston  or  Falkirk  been  fought  and  won  during  the 
advance  into  England. 

Note  32. — Divisions  amongst  the  Jacobites,  p.  307, 

DivLgions  early  showed  themselves  in  the  Chevalier's  little  army,  not 
only  amongst  the  independent  chieftains,  who  were  far  too  proud  to  brook 
subjection  to  each  other,  but  betwixt  the  Scotch  and  Charles's  governor 
O'Sullivan,  an  Irishman  by  birth,  who  with  some  of  liis  countrymen  bred 
in  the  Irish  Brigade  in  the  service  of  the  King  of  France,  had  an  influence 
with  the  adventurer  much  resented  by  the  Highlanders,  who  were  sensible 
that  their  own  clans  made  the  chief  or  rather  the  only  strength  of  his  enter- 
prise. There  was  a  feud,  also,  between  Lord  Ceorge  Murray  and  John 
Murray  of  Broughton,  the  Prince's  secretary,  whose  disunion  greatly  em- 
barrassed the  affairs  of  the  adventurer.  In  general,  a  thousand  different 
pretensions  divide<l  their  little  army,  and  finally  contributed  in  no  small 
degree  to  its  overthrow. 

Note  33. — Field-Piece  in  Highland  Army,  p.  334. 

This  circumstance,  which  is  historical,  as  well  as  the  description  that 
precedes  it,  will  remind  the  reader  of  the  war  of  La  Vendue,  in  which  the 
royalists,  consisting  chiefly  of  insurgent  peasantry,  attached  a  prodigious 


NOTES  TO  WAVERLEY.  643 

and  even  superstitious  interest  to  the  possession  of  a  piece  of  brass  ord- 
nance, which  they  called  Marie  Jeane. 

The  Highlanders  of  an  early  period  were  afraid  of  cannon,  with  the  noiae 
and  eflfect  of  which  they  were  totally  unacquainted.  It  was  by  means  of 
three  or  four  small  pieces  of  artillery  that  the  Earls  of  Huntly  and  Errol,  in 
James  VI. 's  time,  gained  a  great  victory  at  Glenlivat,  over  a  numerous 
Highland  army,  commanded  by  the  Earl  of  Argyle.  At  the  battle  of  the 
Bridge  of  Dee,  General  Middleton  obtained  by  his  artillery  a  similar  suc- 
reps,  the  Highlanders  not  being  able  to  stand  the  discharge  of  musket's 
mother,  which  was  the  name  they  bestowed  on  great  guns.  In  an  old  ballad 
on  the  battle  of  the  Bridge  of  Dee  these  verses  occur : 

The  Highlandmen  are  pretty  men 

For  handling  sword  and  shield, 
But  yet  tlicy  are  but  simple  men 

To  stand  a  stricken  field. 

The  Highlandmen  are  pretty  men 

For  target  and  claymore, 
But  yet  they  are  but  naked  men 

To  face  the  cannon's  roar. 

For  the  cannons  roar  on  a  summer  night 

Like  thunder  in  the  air  , 
Was  never  man  in  Highland  garb 

Would  face  the  cannon  fair. 

But  the  Highlanders  of  1745  had  got  far  beyond  the  simplicity  of  their  fore- 
fathers, and  showed  throughovit  the  whole  war  how  little  they  dreaded 
artillery,  although  the  comnioii  people  still  attached  some  consequence  to 
the  poejjession  of  the  field-piece  which  led  to  this  disquisition. 

NoTK  .34.— Anderson  of  Whitbukgh,  p.  345. 

The  faithful  friend  who  pointed  out  the  pass  by  which  the  HighlanderB 
movef]  from  Tranent  to  Beatfm  was  Robert  Anderson  junior  of  Whiiburgh, 
a  gentleman  of  property  in  Kant  I>)thian,  He  had  been  inUrrogattni  by 
the  I/Ord  (icorge  Murray  conciTning  the  i)os.sil)ility  of  crossing  the  uncouth 
and  marshy  jiiire  of  grr)uud  which  diviflecl  the  armies,  and  which  bo 
dcwril)c«i  an  inii)r«ctiailile,  When  dismi.sseil,  ho  rwnllcctcd  thiil  therc^wan 
a  circuit* >ii,s  path  leading  eastward  th^(>u^'h  the  niarvh  into  tlu;  plain,  by 
which  the  Highlanders  might  turu  the  flunk  of  Sir  John  Cope's  position 
without  bpin<rPxpose<l  to  the  enemy's  fire.  Having  mentioned  his  opininn 
to  Mr.  Hephnrn  of  Keith,  who  instantly  saw  Its  imjiortanre,  lio  was  en- 
rourat'ifl  dy  (hat  gentleman  to  awake  T,iird  George  Murray  an<1  commtjni- 
rnte  the  idea  to  him.  T.nnl  Georire  rr-eeived  the  informutioti  witli  grateftil 
thankM,  nnd  instantly  awakened  I'rinc/'  t'harlej*.  who  was  sleeT)ing  in  tlio 
field  with  a  bnnrh  of  pcaso  under  his  hfn«l.  The  adventurer  received  with 
BJncrify  flie  news  that  there  was  (>  posxibility  of  brintring  an  excellently 
provided  army  to  a  (b-eixive  liattle  with  his  own  irreptilnr  forres.  Hisjoy 
on   the  rK'c'ii>4ion    wns  nfit    very   roriMiMtent    with    tlie  chiirt'e    of  eowarfiico 

brought utfttiiut  him  by  CLvvulicr  Juhmtuuv,  aUbcuut«ulvd  fulluwcr,  whuee 


644  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

"Memoirs"  possess  at  least  as  much  of  a  romantic  as  a  historical  character. 
Even  by  the  account  of  the  Chevalier  himself,  the  Prince  was  at  tlie  head 
of  the  second  line  of  the  Highland  army  during  the  battle,  of  which  he  says : 
"  It  was  gained  with  sucli  rapidity  that  in  the  second  line,  where  I  was  still 
by  the  side  of  the  Prince,  we  saw  no  other  enemy  than  those  who  were 
lying  on  the  ground  killed  and  wounded,  though  we  were  not  viore  than  fifty 
paces  behind  our  first  line,  running  always  as  fast  as  we  could  to  overtake  them." 
This  passage  in  the  Chevalier's  "  Memoirs  "  places  the  Prince  within  fifty 
paces  of  the  heat  of  the  battle,  a  position  which  would  never  have  been  the 
choice  of  one  unwilling  to  take  a  share  of  its  dangers.  Indeed,  unless  the 
chiefs  had  complied  with  the  young  adventurer's  proposal  to  lead  the  van 
in  person,  it  does  not  appear  that  he  could  have  been  deeper  in  the  action. 

Note  35. — Death  of  Colonel  Gardiner,  p.  3.50. 

The  death  of  this  good  Christian  and  gallant  man  is  thus  given  by  his 
affectionate  biographer,  Dr.  Doddridge,  from  the  evidence  of  eye-witnesses : 

"  He  continued  all  night  under  arms,  wrapped  up  in  his  cloke,  and  gen- 
erally sheltered  under  a  rick  of  barley  which  liappened  to  be  in  the  field. 
About  three  in  the  morning  he  called  his  domestic  servants  to  liim,  of 
which  there  were  four  in  waiting.  He  dismissed  three  of  them  with  most 
affectionate  Christian  advice,  and  such  solemn  charges  relating  to  the  per- 
formance of  their  duty,  and  the  care  of  their  souls,  as  seemed  plainly  to  in- 
timate that  he  apprehended  it  at  least  very  probable  lie  was  taking  his  last 
farewell  of  them.  There  is  great  reason  to  believe  that  he  spent  the  little 
remainder  of  the  time,  which  could  not  be  much  above  an  hour,  in  those 
devout  exercises  of  soul  winch  had  so  long  been  habitual  to  him,  and  to 
which  so  many  circumstances  did  then  concur  to  call  him.  The  army 
was  alarmed  by  break  of  day  by  the  noi.se  of  the  rebels'  approach,  and  the 
attack  was  made  before  .sunrise,  yet  when  it  was  light -enough  to  discern 
what  passed.  As  soon  as  tlie  enemy  came  within  gun-sliot  they  made 
a  furious  fire  ;  and  it  is  said  that  the  dragoons  which  constituted  the.  left 
wing  immediately  fled.  The  Colonel  at  the  beginning  of  the  onset,  which 
in  the  whole  lasted  but  a  few  minutes,  receive<l  a  wound  by  a  bullet  in  his 
left  breast,  which  made  him  give  a  sudden  spring  in  his  .saddle;  upon 
which,  his  servant,  who  had  led  the  hor.se,  would  have  persuaded  him  to 
retreat,  but  he  said  it  was  only  a  wound  in  tlie  flesh,  and  fouglit  on,  though 
he  presently  after  received  a  .shot  in  his  right  thigh.  In  the  mean  time  it 
was  discerned  that  some  of  the  enemies  fell  by  him,  and  particularly  one 
man  who  had  made  him  a  treacherous  visit  but  a  few  days  before,  with 
great  professions  of  zeal  for  the  present  establishment. 

"  Events  of  this  kind  pass  in  less  time  than  the  description  of  them  can 
be  written,  or  than  it  can  be  read.  The  Colonel  was  for  a  few  moments  sup- 
ported by  his  men.  and  particularly  by  that  worthy  person  Lieutenant- 
Colonel  Whitney,  who  was  shot  through  the  arm  here,  and  a  few  months  . 
after  fell  nobly  in  the  battle  of  Falkirk,  and  by  Lieutenant  West,  a  man  of 
distinguished  bravery,  as  also  by  about  fifteen  dragoons,  who  stood  by 
him  to  the  last.  But  after  a  faint  fire,  the  regiment  in  general  was  seized 
with  a  panic  ;  and  though  their  Colonel  and  .some  other  gallant  oflficers  did 
what  they  could  to  rally  them  once  or  twice,  fhey  at  last  took  a  precipitate 
flight.  And  just  in  the  moment  when  Colonel  Gardiner  seemed  to  be  mak- 
ing a  pause  to  deliberate  what  duty  required  him  to  do  in  such  a  circum- 


NOTES  TO   WAVERLEY.  545 

stance,  an  accident  happened,  which  must,  I  think,  in  the  judgment  of 
every  worthy  and  generous  man,  be  allowed  a  sufficient  apology  for  ex- 
posing his  life  to  so  great  hazard,  when  his  regiment  had  left  him.  He  saw 
a  party  of  the  foot,  who  were  then  bravely  fighting  near  him,  and  whom  he 
was  ordered  to  support,  had  no  officer  to  head  them  ;  upon  which  he  said 
eagerly,  in  the  hearing  of  the  person  from  whom  1  had  this  account, 
'  Those  brave  fellows  would  be  cut  to  pieces  for  want  of  a  commander,'  or 
words  to  that  effect ;  which  while  he  was  speaking  he  rode  up  to  theiu  and 
cried  out  aloud,  '  Fire  on,  my  lads,  and  fear  nothing.'  But  just  as  the 
word.s  were  out  of  his  mouth,  a  Highlander  advanced  towards  him  with  a 
scythe  fastened  to  a  long  pole,  with  which  he  gave  him  such  a  deep  wound 
on  his  right  arm,  that  his  sword  dropped  out  of  his  hand  ;  and  at  the  some 
time  several  others  coming  about  him  while  he  was  thus  dreadfully  en- 
tangled with  that  cruel  weapon,  he  was  dragged  off  from  his  horse.  The 
moment  he  fell,  another  Highlander,  who,  if  the  king's  evidence  at  Car- 
lisle may  be  credited  (as  I  know  not  why  they  should  not,  though  the  un- 
happy creature  died  denying  it),  was  one  Mac-Nought,  who  was  executed 
about  a  year  after,  gave  him  a  stroke  either  with  a  broadsword  or  a  Locha- 
ber-axe  (for  my  informant  could  not  exactly  distinguish)  on  the  hinder 
part  of  his  head,  which  was  the  mortal  blow.  All  that  his  faithful  attend- 
ant .saw  further  at  this  time  was  that,  as  his  hat  was  fallen  off,  he  took  it 
in  his  left  band  and  waved  it  as  a  signal  to  him  to  retreat,  and  added,  what 
were  the  last  words  he  ever  heard  him  speak,  'Take  care  of  yourself; 
upon  which  the  servant  retired." — "Some  remarkable  Passages  in  the  Life 
of  Colonel  Jame^  Gardiner."     By  P.  Doddridge,  D.D.     London,  1747.  p.  187. 

I  may  remark  on  this  extract,  that  it  confirms  the  account  given  in  the 
text  of  the  resistance  offered  by  .some  of  the  English  infantry.  Surprised 
by  a  force  of  a  peculiar  and  unusual  description,  their  opposition  could  not 
be  long  or  formirlablo,  especially  as  they  were  deserted  by  the  cavalry  and 
thofw-  who  iiiidcrlook  t^)  manage  the  artillery.  Hut,  altliouKh  tlie  affair 
wa.t  soon  dc(  IdtHJ,  I  bave  always  understoo(i  that  many  of  the  infantry 
showed  an  inclination  to  do  their  duty. 

Note  36. — Laird  of  B/»lmawhapple,  p.  350. 

It  ifl  scarcely  nec*s.sary  to  say  that  the  character  of  this  brutal  young 
Ijaird  is  entirely  iniaffinary.  A  prentleman,  however,  who  re,scnil)l('(i 
Ralinawlinitplc  in  the  article  of  coiirape  only,  fell  at  Preston  in  tlie  nuinner 
describe*!.  A  I'erlbshirc^ientlr-inan  of  liigb  bononrarxl  n'sp('ctat)ility,  one 
of  tbe  liandful  of  cavalry  who  fo]|r)wed  the  foriuncs  of  Cbarlcs  lOdward, 
pursue<i  the  fnpitivc  dragoons  almost  alone  till  near  HaintClinient's  Wells, 
wbcre  tbenffortH  of  some  f)f  the  ofTlcers  bad  prevaile<i  on  a  few  of  them  to 
make  a  momentary  stfind.  I'crceivinK  at  this  nuwnent  that  tbey  were  pur- 
sued by  only  on'-  man  and  a  couple  of  servants,  (hey  turm-il  upon  bini  and 
cut  liini  down  with  tlieir  swonN.  I  remember,  wlien  a  cliild.  sitting  on  liis 
grave  where  the  Rrass  long  grew  rank  and  (freen,  distinniiisliinu  it  from  the 
rest  of  tbe  field.  A  female  of  tbe  family  then  residinc  at  .Saint  Clement's 
Wells  u.sefl  to  tell  me  the  trapefly.  of  which  .she  had  been  an  eye-witnea.s, 
and  showed  me  in  evidence  one  of  the  silver  claspa  of  the  unfortunate  gen- 
tleman's waistcoat. 


646  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 


Note  37. — Simplicity  of  the  Highland  Insuegknts,  p.  351. 

Several  instances  of  Highland  simplicity  -were  told  aa  having  happened 
cluring  the  insurrection,  of  which  one  or  two  are  alluded  to  in  the  present 
chapter.  One  Highlander,  having  possessed  himself  of  an  officer's  watch, 
Buld  it  to  another  person  for  a  shilling.  Being  told  it  was  worth  a 
great  deal  more,  he  answered,  "That  may  have  been  the  case  when  she 
(the  walch,  which  he  took  for  a  living  animal),  was  living,  but  she  was 
dead  when  her  nainsell  sold  her."  The  watch,  it  seems,  was  silenced  for 
■want  of  winding  up,  which  Donald  supposed  was  owing  to  its  death. 

While  they  were  in  Edinburgh  the  Highlanders  sometimes  alarmed  the 
inhabitants  by  presenting  a  gun  or  pistol,  but  as  their  demand,  thus  for- 
midably enforced,  seldom  exceeded  a  penny,  it  could  not  be  much  com- 
plained of  in  the  circumstances. 

They  found  cakes  of  chocolate  in  the  plunder  of  the  camp  of  the  regulars, 
which  they  called  "  Johnnie  Cope's  plaister." 

Note  38. — Andeea  de  Feeeaea,  p.  363. 

The  name  of  Andrea  de  P'errara  is  inscribed  on  all  the  Scottish  broad- 
swords which  are  accounted  of  peculiar  excellence.  Who  this  artist  wae^ 
what  were  his  fortunes,  and  when  he  flourished,  have  hitherto  defied  the 
research  of  antiquaries ;  only  it  is  in  general  believed  that  Andrea  de  Ferrara 
was  a  Spanish  or  Italian  artificer,  brought  over  by  .Tames  the  IV.  or  V.  to 
instruct  the  Scots  in  the  manufacture  of  sword  blades.  Most  barbarous 
nations  excel  in  the  fabrication  of  arms  ;  and  the  Scots  had  attained  great 
proficiency  in  forginj?  sword.^!  so  early  as  the  field  of  Pinkie  ;  at  which  period 
tlie  historian  Patten  describes  them  as  "  all  notably  broad  and  thin,  uni- 
versally made  to  slice,  and  of  such  exceeding  good  temper  that,  as  I  never 
saw  any  so  good,  so  I  think  it  hard  to  devise  better." — Accouyit  of  Somer- 
set's Expedition. 

It  may  be  observed  that  the  best  and  most  genuine  Andrea  Ferraras  have 
a  crown  marked  on  the  blade. 

Note  39. — Heeoism  of  a  Lady,  p.  368. 

The  incident  here  said  to  have  happened  to  Flora  Mac-Ivor  actually  be- 
fell Miss  Nairne,  a  lady  with  whom  the  author  had  the  pleasure  of  being 
acquainted.  As  the  Highland  army  rushed  into  Edinburgh,  Miss  Nairne, 
like  other  ladies  who  approved  of  their  cause,  stood  waving  her  handker- 
chief from  a  balcony,  when  a  ball  from  a  Highlander's  musket,  which  was 
discharged  by  accident,  graze<l  her  forehead.  "  Thank  God,"  said  .she,  the 
in.stant  she  recovered,  "  that  the  accident  happened  to  me,  whose  principles 
are  known.  Had  it  befallen  a  Whig,  they  would  have  said  it  was  done 
on  purpose." 

Note  40.-j-Pbince  Chaeles  Edwaed,  p.  413. 

The  Author  of  "  Waverley  "  has  been  charged  with  painting  the  young 
adventurer  in  colours  more  amiable  than  his  character  deserved.  Bnt 
having  known  many  individuals  who  were  near  his  person,  he  has  been 


NOTES  TO   WAVERLEY.  547 

described  according  to  the  light  in  which  those  eye-witnesses  saw  his  temper 
and  qualitications.  Something  must  be  allowed,  no  doubt,  to  the  natural 
exaggerations  of  those  who  remembered  him  as  the  bold  and  adventurous 
Prince  in  whose  cause  they  had  braved  death  and  ruin  ;  but  is  their  evi- 
dence to  give  place  entirely  to  that  of  a  single  malcontent? 

I  have  already  noticed  the  imputations  thrown  by  the  Chevalier  John- 
stone on  the  Prince's  courage.  But  some  part  at  least  of  that  gentleman's 
tale  is  purely  romantic.  It  would  not,  for  instance,  be  supposed  that  at  the 
time  he  is  favouring  us  with  the  highly  wrought  account  of  his  amour 
with  the  adorable  Peggie,  the  Chevalier  Johnstone  was  a  married  man, 
whose  grandchild  is  now  alive,  or  that  the  whole  circumstantial  story 
concerning  the  outrageous  vengeance  taken  by  Gordon  of  Abbachie  on  a 
Presbyterian  clergyman  is  entirely  apocryphal.  At  the  same  time  it  may 
be  admitted  that  the  Prince,  like  others  of  hLs  family,  did  not  esteem  the 
services  done  him  by  his  adherents  so  highly  as  he  ought.  Educated  in 
high  ideas  of  his  hereditary  right,  he  has  been  supposed  to  have  held  every 
exertion  and  sacrifice  made  in  his  cause  as  too  much  the  duty  of  the  person 
making  it  to  merit  extravagant  gratitude  on  his  part.  Dr.  King's  evidence 
(which  his  leaving  the  Jacobite  interest  renders  somewhat  doubtful)  goes 
to  strengthen  this  opinion. 

The  ingenious  editor  of  Johnstone's  '  Memoirs  "  has  quoted  a  story  said 
to  be  t^jld  by  Helv^tius,  stating  that  Prince  Charles  Edward,  far  from  volun- 
tarily embarking  on  his  daring  expedition,  was  literally  bound  hand  and 
foot,  and  to  which  he  seems  disposed  to  yield  credit.  Now,  it  being  a  fact  as 
well  known  as  any  in  his  history,  and,  so  far  as  I  know,  entirely  undis- 
puted, that  the  I'rince's  personal  entreaties  and  urgency  positively  forced 
Boisdale  and  Lotiiiel  into  insurrection,  when  they  were  earnestly  desirous 
that  he  would  put  off  his  attempt  until  he  could  obtain  a  sutHcient  force 
from  France,  it  will  be  very  difficult  to  reconcile  his  alleged  reluctance  to 
undertake  the  expedition  with  his  desperately  insisting  upon  carrying  the 
risinK  into  efleot  against  the  advice  and  entreaty  of  his  most  powerful  anti 
most  sa^e  partizans.  Burely  a  man  who  had  been  carried  bound  on  board 
the  vessel  which  brought  him  to  so  desperate  an  enterprise  would  have 
taken  the  opportunity  afTorded  by  the  reluctance  of  his  partizans  to  return 
to  !•' ranee  in  safety. 

It  is  averred  in  Johnstone's  "  Memoirs  "  that  Charles  Ivlward  left  the 
field  of  Cuibxleii  without  doing  the  utmost  to  dispute  the  victory;  and  to 
give  the  evidence  on  both  sides,  there  is  in  existence  the  more  trustworthy 
tefltirnonyof  I/f>rd  Elcho,  wlio  stat<*s  that  ho  himself  earnestly  oxhorlcxl  the 
Prince  to  charu'c^at  the  head  of  the  left  wing,  wliich  was  entire,  and  retrieve 
the  day  or  <lie  with  honour.  And  on  his  counsel  beinn  de<'lined,  Lord 
Elcho  took  lenvr-  of  him  witli  a  bitter  execraticjii,  swearing  he  would  never 
look  on  bis  face  again,  and  kei>t  his  word. 

On  the  other  hand,  it  seems  to  have  biH.'n  the  opinion  of  almost  all  the 
other  officers  that  the  day  was  irretrieval)ly  lost,  one  wing  of  tiie  Iligh- 
lanilirs  heinir  entirely  ron(e<l,  the  rest  of  the  army  ontniimbered,  ouKlanked, 
and  in  a  condition  totally  liopelc^ss.  In  this  situation  of  things  the  Iri.sli 
officers  who  flurrounde*!  ('linrleH's  person  interfered  to  forci'  him  otl'  the 
field.  A  cornet  who  wa,s  close  to  the  Prince  left  a  strong  attestation  that 
he  had  seen  Mir  Thoraaa  Sheridan  seize  the  bridle  of  hishor«e  and  turn  him 
round.  There  is  some  discrepancy  of  evidence;  but  tlie  opinion  of  LonI 
Elcho,  a  mau  of  liery  temper  and  desperate  at  the  i-uiu  which  he  beheld 


64S  WAVER  LEY   NOVELS. 

impending,  cannot  fairly  be  taken  in  prejudice  of  a  character  for  conrage 
wliich  is  intimated  by  the  nature  of  the  enterprise  itself,  by  the  Prince'g 
eagerness  to  fight  on  all  occasions,  by  his  determination  to  advance  from 
Derby  to  London,  and  by  tlie  presence  of  mind  which  he  manifested  dur- 
ing the  romantic  perils  of  his  escape.  The  author  is  far  from  claiming  for 
this  unfortunate  person  the  praise  due  to  splendid  talents ;  but  he  continues 
to  be  of  opinion  that  at  the  period  of  his  enterprise  ho  had  a  mind  capable 
effacing  danger  and  aspiring  to  fame. 

That  Charles  Edward  had  the  ad  vantages  of  a  graceful  presence,  courtesy, 
and  an  address  and  manner  becoming  his  station,  the  author  never  heard 
disputed  by  any  who  approached  his  person,  nor  does  he  conceive  that 
these  qualities  are  overcharged  in  the  present  attempt  to  sketch  his  portrait. 

The  following  extracts  co'Toborative  of  the  general  opinion  respecting  the 
Prince's  amiable  disposition  are  taken  from  a  manuscript  account  of  hia 
romantic  expedition,  by  James  Maxwell  of  Kirkconuell,  of  which  I  possess 
a  copy,  by  the  friendship  of  J.  Menzies,  Esq.,  of  Pitfoddells.  The  author, 
though  partial  to  the  Prince,  whom  he  faithfully  followed,  seems  to  have 
been  a  fair  and  candid  man,  and  well  acquainted  with  the  intrigues  among 
the  adventurer's  council : 

"  Everybody  was  mightily  taken  with  the  Prince's  figure  and  personal 
behaxiour.  There  was  but  one  voice  about  them.  Those  whom  interest 
or  prejudice  made  a  runaway  to  his  cause  could  not  help  acknowledging 
that  they  wished  him  well  in  all  other  respects,  and  could  hardly  blame  him 
for  his  present  undertaking.  Sundry  things  had  occurred  to  raise  his 
character  to  the  highest  pitch,  besides  the  greatness  of  the  enterprise  and 
the  conduct  that  had  hitherto  appeared  in  the  execution  of  it. 

"There  were  several  instances  of  good  nature  and  humanity  that  had 
made  a  great  impression  on  people's  minds.  I  shall  confine  myself  to  two 
or  three. 

"  Immediately  after  the  battle,  as  the  Prince  was  riding  along  the  ground 
that  Cope's  army  had  occupied  a  few  minutes  before,  one  of  the  officers 
came  up  to  congratulate  him,  and  said,  pointing  to  the  killed,  'Sir,  there 
are  your  enemies  at  your  feet.'  The  Prince,  far  from  exulting,  expressed 
a  great  deal  of  compassion  for  his  father's  deluded  subjects,  whom  he  de- 
clared he  was  heartily  sorry  to  see  in  that  posture. 

"Nextday,  while  the  Prince  was  at  Pinkie  House,  a  citizen  of  Edinburgh 
came  to  make  some  representation  to  Secretary  Murray  about  the  tents 
that  city  was  ordered  to  furnish  against  a  certain  day.  Murray  happened 
to  be  out  of  the  way,  which  the  Prince  hearing  of  called  to  have  the  gentle- 
man brought  to  him,  saying,  he  would  rather  despatch  the  business,  what- 
ever it  was,  himself  than  have  the  gentleman  wait,  which  he  did,  by 
granting  everything  that  was  asked.  So  much  affability  in  a  young  prince 
flushed  with  victory  drew  encomiums  even  from  his  enemies. 

"  But  what  gave  the  people  the  highest  idea  of  him  was  tlie  negative  he 
gave  to  a  thing  that  very  nearly  concerned  his  interest,  and  upon  which 
the  success  of  his  enterprise  perhaps  depended.  It  was  proposed  to  send 
one  of  the  prisoners  to  London  to  demand  of  that  court  a  cartel  for  the  ex- 
change of  prisoners  taken,  and  to  be  taken,  during  this  war,  and  to  inti- 
mate that  a  refusal  would  be  looke<l  upon  as  a  resolution  on  their  part  to 
give  no  quarter.  It  was  visible  a  cartel  would  be  of  great  advantage  to  the 
Prince's  affairs ;  his  friends  would  be  more  ready  to  declare  for  him  if  they 
had  nothing  to  fear  but  the  chance  of  war  in  the  field ;  and  if  the  court 


NOTES  TO  WAVERLEY.  549 

of  London  refused  to  settle  a  cartel,  the  Prince  was  authorised  to  treat  his 
prisoners  in  the  same  manner  the  Elector  of  Hanover  was  determined  to 
treat  such  of  the  Prince's  friends  as  might  fall  into  his  hands :  it  waa 
urged  that  a  few  examples  would  compel  the  court  of  London  to  comply. 
It  was  to  be  presumed  that  the  officers  of  the  English  army  would  make  a 
point  of  it.  They  had  never  engaged  in  the  service  but  upon  such  terms 
as  are  in  use  among  all  civilised  nations,  and  it  could  be  no  stain  upon 
their  honour  to  lay  down  their  commissions  if  these  terms  were  not  ob- 
served, and  that  owing  to  the  obstinacy  of  their  own  Prince.  Though  this 
scheme  was  plausible,  and  represented  as  very  important,  the  Prince  could 
never  be  brought  into  it ;  it  was  below  him,  he  said,  to  make  empty 
threats,  and  he  would  never  put  such  as  those  into  execution ;  he  would 
never  in  cold  blood  take  away  lives  which  he  had  saved  in  heat  of  action 
at  the  peril  of  liis  own.  These  were  not  the  only  proofs  of  good  nature  the 
Prince  gave  about  this  time.  Every  day  produced  something  new  of  this 
kind.  These  things  softened  the  rigour  of  a  military  government  whicli  was 
only  imputed  to  the  necessity  of  his  affairs,  and  which  he  endeavoured  to 
make  a,s  gentle  and  easy  as  possible." 

It  has  l)cen  said  that  the  Prince  sometimes  exacted  more  state  and  cere- 
monial than  seemed  to  suit  his  condition ;  but,  on  the  otlier  liand,  some 
strictness  of  etiquette  was  altogetlicr  indispcnsai>le  where  he  nuist  other- 
wise Jiave  been  exposed  to  general  intrusion.  He  could  also  endure,  with 
a  good  grace,  the  retorts  wiiich  his  affectation  of  ceremony  sonietiiiies  e.x- 
pose<l  liim  to.  It  is  said,  fjr  example,  that  Grant  of  filenmoriston  having 
made  a  ha.sty  march  to  join  Charles,  at  the  head  of  his  clan,  rushed  into 
the  Prince's  presence  at  Ilolyrood  with  unceremonious  liaste,  without  liav- 
ing  attende<l  to  the  duties  of  tlie  toilet.  Tlie  Prince  recpive<l  him  kindly, 
but  not  without  a  hint  that  a  previous  interview  with  the  barber  might 
not  have  been  wholly  unnecessary.  "  It  is  not  beardless  i)oys,"  aiiswcnvl 
the  displease*!  Chief,  "  who  are  to  do  your  Royal  Highness's  turn."  Tlio 
Chevalier  took  the  rebuke  in  good  part. 

On  the  whole,  if  Prince  Charl(?s  had  concluded  his  life  soon  after  hi.'* 
miraculous  escape,  his  charaeter  in  history  must  have  stood  very  high. 
As  it  wa.s,  his  statirm  is  amongst  those  a  certain  brilliant  portion  of  whose 
life  forma  a  remarkable  contrast  to  all  which  precedes  and  all  which  fol- 
lows it. 

NOTK    tl. — .SkiKJiIHU    at    Cl.IPTON,    p.    4211. 

The  following  account  of  the  skirmish  at  Clifton  is  extracted  from  the 
manu.scrijit  "  .Memoirs"  of  Evan  Maif)hcrson  of  (^luny,  <  hicrof  (he  cljui 
MacpluTHon,  who  ha<l  the  m<Tit  of  supporting  th(!  priii(i|iiil  brunt  of  that 
8pirit4'<|  affair.  The  "Memoirs"  apjK'ur  to  have  Ixhmi  fomposcil  about 
1755,  only  ten  years  aft^-r  the  action  bad  taken  place.  They  were  written 
In  France,  where  that  gallant  chief  resided  in  exile,  which  accoiinf.s  for 
■omc  fSallicisms  which  occur  in  tlie  narrative. 

"  In  the  Prince's  return  from  Derby  back  towanls  .Scotland,  my  Lord 
George  Murray,  Lientenanf-neneral,  cheerfully  cliarg'd  him.self  with  the 
command  of  the  rear,  a  post  which,  nitlio'  honourable,  was  attended  with 
great  danger,  many  dilllcultieji,  and  no  small  fatitrui' ;  for  tlie  Princ*-,  !)eing 
appreheasivo  that  his  retreat  to  dcullaud  might  bccutoITby  Marischall 


550  WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 

Wade,  wlin  lay  to  the  northward  of  him  with  an  armic  much  siippcriorto 
■what  H.R.H.  had,  while  tlie  Duke  of  Oomberland  with  his  whole  cavalrie 
followed  hard  in  the  rear,  was  obliged  to  hasten  his  marches.  It  was  not, 
therefore,  possible  for  the  artilirie  to  march  so  fast  as  the  Prince's  army,  in 
the  depth  of  winter,  extremely  bad  weather,  and  the  worst  roads  in  Eng- 
land ;  so  Lord  George  Murray  was  obliged  often  to  continue  his  marches 
long  after  it  was  dark  almost  every  night,  while  at  the  same  time  he  had 
frequent  allarms  and  disturbances  from  the  Duke  of  Comberland's  ad- 
vanc'd  parties. 

"Towards  the  evening  of  the  twentie-eight  December  1745  the  Prince 
entered  the  town  of  Penrith,  in  the  Province  of  Cumberland.  But  as  Lord 
George  ^lurray  could  not  bring  up  the  artilirie  so  fast  as  he  wou'd  have 
wish'd,  he  was  oblig'd  to  pass  the  night  six  miles  sliort  of  that  town,  to- 
gether with  the  regiment  of  MacDonel  of  Glengarrie,  which  that  day  hap- 
pened to  have  the  arrear  guard.  The  Prince,  in  order  to  refresh  his  armie, 
aiid  to  give  My  Lord  George  and  the  artilirie  time  to  come  up,  resolved  to 
sejour  the  29th  at  Penrith  ;  so  ordered  his  little  army  to  appear  in  themom- 
ing  under  arms,  in  order  to  be  reviewed,  and  to  know  in  what  manner  the 
numbers  stood  from  his  havcing  entered  England.  It  did  not  at  that  time 
amount  to  5000  foot  in  all,  with  about  400  cuvalrie,  compos'd  of  the  no- 
blesse who  serv'd  as  volunteers,  part  of  whom  form'd  a  first  troop  of  guards 
for  the  Prince,  under  tlie  command  of  My  Lord  Elchoe,  now  Comte  do 
Weems,  who,  being  proscribed,  is  presently  in  France.  Another  part 
formed  a  second  troup  of  guards  under  the  command  of  My  Lord  Balmi- 
rino,  who  was  beheaded  at  the  Tower  of  London.  A  third  part  serv'd 
under  My  Lord  le  Comte  de  Kilmarnock,  who  was  likewise  Ijcheaded  at  the 
Tower.  A  fourth  part  serv'd  under  My  Lord  Pitsligow,  who  is  also  pro- 
scribed ;  which  cavalrie,  tho'  very  few  in  numbers,  being  all  noblesse,  were 
Tery  brave,  and  of  infinite  advantage  to  tho  foot,  not  only  in  the  day  of  the 
battle,  but  in  serving  as  advanced  guards  on  the  several  marches,  and  in 
patroling  dureing  the  night  on  the  different  roads  which  led  towards  the 
towns  where  the  army  happened  to  quarter. 

"While  this  small  army  was  out  in  a  body  on  the  20lh  December,  upon 
a  riscing  ground  to  the  northward  of  Penrith,  passing  review,  Mons.  do 
Cluny,  with  his  tribe,  was  ordered  to  the  Bridge  of  Clifton,  about  a  mile  to 
southward  of  Penrith,  after  having  pa.ss'd  in  review  before  Mons.  PattuUo, 
who  was  cliargcd  with  the  inspection  of  the  troops,  and  was  likeways 
Quarter-Master-General  of  the  army,  and  is  now  in  France.  They  re- 
mained under  arms  at  the  bridge,  waiting  the  arrival  of  My  Lord  George 
Murray  with  the  artilirie,  whom  Mons.  de  Cluny  had  orders  to  cover  in 
passing  the  bridge.  They  arrived  about  sunsett  closly  pursued  by  the  Duke 
of  Comberland  with  the  whole  body  of  his  cavalrie,  reckoned  upwards  of 
3000  .strong,  about  a  thousand  of  whom,  as  near  as  might  be  computed, 
dismounted,  in  order  to  cut  olT  the  passage  of  the  artilirie  towanis  the 
bridge,  while  the  Duke  and  the  others  remained  on  horseback  in  onler  to 
attack  the  rear. 

"  My  Lord  George  Murray  advanced,  and  although  he  found  Mons.  de 
Cluny  and  his  tribe  in  good  spirits  under  arms,  yet  the  circumstance 
appear'd  extremely  delicate.  The  numbers  were  vastly  unequall,  and 
the  attack  eeem'd  very  dangerous;  so  My  Lord  George  declin'd  giving 
orders  to  sucli  time  as  he  ask'd  Mons.  de  Cluny's  oppinion.  'I  will 
attack  them  with  all  my   heart,'  says  Mons.   de  Cluny,  'if  you  order 


NOTES  TO  WAVEi^LEY.  .  5^1 

me.'  'I  do  order  it  then,' answered  ify  Lord  George,  and  immediately 
went  on  himself  along  with  Mons.  de  Cluny,  and  fought  sword  in  band 
on  foot  at  the  head  of  the  single  tribe  of  Macphersons.  They  in  a  moment 
made  their  way  through  a  strong  hedge  of  thorns,  under  the  cover  whereof 
the  cavalrie  had  taken  their  station,  in  the  strugle  of  passing  which  hedge 
My  Lord  George  JIurray,  being  dressed  c»i  montagnard,  as  all  the  army 
were,  lost  his  bonetand  wig;  so  continued  to  fight  bear-headed  during  the 
action.  They  at  first  made  a  brisk  discharge  of  their  firearms  on  the 
enemy,  then  attacked  thera  with  their  sabres,  and  made  a  great  slaughter 
a  considerable  time,  which  obliged  Comberland  and  his  cavalrie  to  fly  with 
precipitation  and  in  great  confusion ;  in  so  much  that,  if  the  Prince  had 
been  provided  in  a  sufficient  number  of  cavalrie  to  have  taken  advantage 
of  the  disorder,  it  is  beyond  question  that  the  Duke  of  Comberland  and  the 
bulk  of  his  cavalrie  had  been  taken  prisoners. 

"  By  this  time  it  was  so  dark  that  it  was  not  possible  to  view  or  number 
the  slain  who  filled  all  the  ditches  which  happened  to  be  on  the  groimd 
where  they  stood.  But  it  was  computed  that,  besides  those  who  went 
off  wounded,  upwards  of  a  hundred  at  least  were  left  on  the  spot,  among 
whom  was  Colonel  Honywood,  who  commanded  the  dismounted  cavalrie, 
whose  sabre  of  considerable  value  Mons.  de  Cluny  brought  off  and  still 
preserves;  and  his  tribe  lykeways  brought  off  many  arms ; — the  Colonel 
was  afterwards  taken  up,  and,  his  wounds  being  dress'd,  witli  great  diffi- 
cultie  recovered.  Mons.de  Cluny  lost  only  in  the  action  twelve  men,  of 
whom  some  haveing  been  only  wounded,  fell  afterwards  into  the  hands  of 
the  enemy,  and  were  sent  as  slaves  to  America,  whence  several  of  them  re- 
turned, and  one  of  theni  is  now  in  France,  a  sergeant  in  the  Regiment  of 
Royal  Scots.  How  soon  the  accounts  of  the  enemies  approach  had  reached 
the  Prince,  H.  R.  IT.  had  immediately  ordered  Mi-Lord  leComtedeNairne, 
Brigadier,  wlio,  being  proscribed,  is  now  in  France,  with  the  three batalions 
of  the  Duke  of  Athol,  the  batalion  of  the  Duke  of  Perth,  and  some  other 
troups  under  his  command,  in  order  to  support  Cluny,  and  to  bring  off  the 
artilirie.  Hiit  (he  action  was  intirely  over  before  theComtede  Nairno,  with 
his  command,  cou'd  reach  nigh  to  the  place.  They  therefore  return'd  all 
to  Penritli,  and  the  artilirie  niarrhetl  up  in  good  order. 

"Nor  did  the  Dnke  of  Comberland  ever  afterwards  dare  to  come  within  a 
day's  march  of  the  Prince  and  bis  army  durring  the  course  of  all  that  re- 
treat,  which  was  ccmducted  witli  great  prudence  and  safety  when  in  som« 
manner  8urrounde<l  by  enemies." 

Note  42. — Oath  upon  thk  Dibk,  p.  435. 

As  the  heathen  driHofl  oontrnctM  nn  indelible  obligation  if  they  swore  by 
Styx,  the  Hcottish  Jlighlanders  had  usually  sonic  p<!culiar  solcninity  at- 
tached Ui  VLU  outh  which  tiicy  intcnde<l  slioidd  he  binding  on  liieiu.  Very 
fi^qucntly  it  consist^'d  in  laying  tlifir  hand,  as  fhoy  swore,  on  their  own 
drawn  dirk  ;  which  dagger,  brcnniing  a  party  to  tlie  transaction,  was  in- 
Tokod  to  punisli  any  breach  of  faith.  But  by  whatever  ritual  the  oath  was 
aanctioncl,  the  jmrty  was  cxtrcniily  desirous  to  keep  secret  what  the 
esnecial  oath  was  which  he  considered  as  irrevocable. 


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GLOSSARY 

OF 
WOEDS,   PHRASES,   AND   ALLUSIONS. 


Abuwe,  aboon,  above 

Abte,  to  pay  for,  atone  for 

A  CALiGULis,  etc.  (p.  354),  from  the 
military  boots  which  he  wore  as  a 
young  man  when  serving  in  the 
army  of  his  father  Germanicus 

Accolade,  an  embrace,  salute 

Adam  o'  Gordon,  a  frec-booter  of 
Aberdeenshire.  See  Percy's  Rel- 
iques 

Ah.  Beaujeu,  etc.  (p.  413),  Ah, 
Beaujeu,  my  dear  friend,  what  a 
wearisome  business  this  is  some- 
times of  being  a  prince-adven- 
turer. Yet  courage  I  there  are 
great  things  at  stake  after  all 

Ah.  mon  DiEuletc.  (p.  410),  Good 
God !  it's  the  commissary  who 
brought  us  the  first  news  of  this 
unfortunate  quarrel.  I  am  very 
sorry,  sir 

Aits,  oata 

AixriNA,  the  Circe  of  the  Orlando 
Furioso 

Alerte  X  I.A  MUBAiLLE,  Guard, 
away  to  the  walls 

Alma.  See  Spenser's  Faerie  Queene, 
Book  II.  Canto  ix. 

Andrea  Ferrara,  a  heavy  broad- 
sword, named  after  the  first 
maker.     (See  p.  546) 

Angus-shire,  now  called  Forfar- 
shire 

Anii.ia,  old  wives'  tales 

Aeiette,  a  merry  song 

Abmida,  a  beautiful  but  voluptuous 
sorceress  in  Tasso,  Jerusalem,  De- 
livered 

Array,  to  trouble,  distress,  annoy 

Asstthment,  compensation  for  an 
offence 


Aykz  la  B0NT6,  etc.  (p.  410),  Pray, 
be  so  good  as  to  marshal  those 
Highlanders  into  line,  as  well  as 
the  cavalry,  and  bid  them  resume 
their  march.  You  speak  English 
so  well  that  it  will  not  be  adiflft' 
cult  task  for  you 

Baff,  a  shot 

Baqqanets,  bayonets 

Ban,  bann,  to  use  strong  language 

Bang  up,  to  start  up  suddenly 

Barley,  a  word  used  in  Scotch 
children's  games  when  a  pause  or 
cessation  is  wished 

Baron-bailie,  the  steward  or  bailiff 
of  a  barony 

Baulder  sneck,  bolder  cut,  freer 
sweep,  of  the  scissors 

Baxter,  a  baker 

Beau  Clincher,  "  a  pert  London 
apprentice,  turned  beau  and  affect- 
ing travel,"  at  a  time  when  pil- 
grimage to  Rome  to  celebrate  the 
panal  jubilee  was  in  fashion 

Bees,  in  the,  confused,  stupefied 

Beflummed,  befooled  by  cajolery 

Bequnk,  to  give  one  a,  to  get  the 
better  of,  play  a  trick  upon 

Belch,  Sir  Toby.  See  Shakespeare's 
Twelfth  Night. 

Belides,  or  the  Danaides,  the  fifty 
daughters  of  Danaus,  a  grandson 
of  Poseidon,  who  slew  their  fifty 
cousins,  to  whom  they  had  been 
married ;  for  which  crime  they 
were  condemned  in  Hades  to  pour 
water  perpetually  into  a  vessel  full 
of  holes 

Ben,  inside ;  brought  fab  ben,  very 
intimate 


WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 


Benempt,  named 

Bent,  an  open  field  or  plain 

Bu.viKDs,  bards,  poets 

Bicker,  a  bowl,  dish 

BiELDY,  sheltered 

BiRLiEMAX.  a  petty  officer  appointed 
to  assess  damages  (caused  by  stray- 
ing cattle)  in  rural  districts 

BrsoGXA  coPEiBsi,  SiGNOR,  Look  to 
yourself,  sir 

Black-fishing,  fishing  for  salmon 
at  night  by  torch-light 

Blood-wit,  the  penalty  (fine)  paid 
for  slaying  a  man 

BoDRLE,  or  BoDLE,  a  copper  coin  of 
Scotland,  worth  4th  of  a  penny 
English 

Bogle  aboi-t  the  bush,  a  game 
played  round  bushes,  stacks,  etc. 

Bole,  bowl 

BooT-KETCH,  boot-jack 

Bowke.  or  BouNE,  in  prepare,  make 
ready 

Brieves  of  furiosity,  warrants  or 
authentications  of  madness 

Bkirkel-cock,  a  turkey-cock 

Bkitiwh  Convention,  a  union  of 
delegates  from  the  political  clubs 
calle<l  Societies  of  the  Friends  of 
tlie  People,  whicli  met  at  Edin- 
burgh in  December  1792,  to  agitate, 
in  tlic  spirit  oftbe  National  Con- 
vention of  France,  for  parliamen- 
tary reform 

Bhocarb,  a  canon,  ehort  proverbial 
law 

Broken  men,  outlaws,  notorious 
vagabonds,  and  men  excluded 
from  tbcir  chiiiM  on  account  of 
their  crimes — all  lawless  cliarac- 
tera 

Broo',  broth 

Brvcklk,  disordcre<l,  unsettled 

Bri  IK,  to  enjoy,  possrwH 

Bri'i./.ie,  a  liroil,  brawl,  fray 

Bi'M.KN,  WiNNiN<(  OF.  The  name 
of  a  tunc 

Bnai),  a  lady 

BiHooNET,  a  helmet  with  visor 

BuTTrKK-MAii.,  a  fine  formerly  Im- 
pf)Sfd  bv  til"  Cburcb  in  cases  of 
fornication 

('Afifir  Vathf.k.  Cf  T?orkfonl'B 
Arabian  story  Vatfu-k  (1764) 

Cali.ant,  a  lad,  stri|)Iirig 

Canny,  rautious  ;  lucky,  fortunate 

Canter,  a  proff'aHioual  beggar,  who 
canta  and  whines 


Canteip,  a  trick 

Caeanza.  Jeromino  de  Carran2a,  a 
Spanish  soldier  and  sometime 
governor  of  Spanish  Honduras, 
■wrote  The  Philosophy  of  Arms  (San 
Lucar,  1569),  a  treatise  on  fencing 
and  duelling 

Carle,  a  fellow,  churl 

Cassandra,  a  long  romance  by  La 
Calprenede,  published  in  1642 

Castruccio  Castracani,  a  Ghibelline 
soldier-statesman  who  in  the  first 
half  of  the  14th  century  made 
Lucca  one  of  the  principal  states 
in  Italy 

Cateean,  a  Highland  marauder 

Ckan-kinne,  chieftain 

Cess-money,  the  land-tax 

C'ebt  des  deux  OREILLE8.  Vifi  det 
deux  orcilles  is  poor  or  bad  wine, 
because  (it  is  said)  it  makes  the 
person  tasting  of  it  shako  his  head, 
and  so  both  ears.  The  context, 
however,  requires  Vind'uneorciUit, 
that  is,  goou  wine,  so  called  be- 
cause it  leads  the  ta.ster  to  incline 
his  head  meditatively  to  one  side 
(ear) only 

Chap,  a  bargain  ;  a  customer 

Charge  of  horning,  a  summons  of 
the  royal  executive  to  a  person  to 
pav  his  just  delit,  under  penalty 
of  being  put  to  the  horn,  or  pro- 
claimed a  rebel  to  the  sound  of 
the  horn 

Clachan,  a  hamlet 

Ci.amhkwit,  a  stroke 

Clelias  and  Mandanfj?,  heroines  In 
the  ultra-romantic  novels  of  Mile, 
de  8cud<;ry 

Cob,  to  beat,  pull  by  the  ears  orlinir 

Coble,  bight  of  nlt  and,  the  right 
to  fish  ;  cohle,  the  fisherman's  boat 

Coos,  woodj'U  vessels,  pails 

CoLBRANDTHE  1>ANE,  a  giant  slaiii  by 
the  hero  of  tl>nmedia?val  romance 
Guy  <if  Wiirxrick 

Colonel  Caustic.  F^r.c  Henry  Mac- 
kenzie's jiaper  in  T^l<'^tirrl>r,  No.  61 

CoNcuHMKi),  overawed  or  forced  by 
tlircnis 

Cf)UP,  reward,  return,  stroke 

Coui'ejauket,  a  person  who  ham- 
strings  another 

Cow  YEU  CRACKS,  rut Hhortyour  talk, 
stop  your  boastings 

Craig,  the  neck 

Crames,  the  booths,  or  stalls  ;  the 
name  given  to  the  paatuige  butweea 


GLOSSARY. 


the  old  Lnckenboothsof  theHigh 
Street  of  Edinburgh  and  St.  Giles' 
Cathedral 

Cbeagh,  an  incursion  for  plunder, 
termed  on  the  Borders  a  raid 

Cbouse,  bold,  brisk,  lively 

CuiTTLE,  to  tickle 

Cyrus,  a  long  and  sentimental  ro- 
mance by  Mile,  de  Scud^ry,  pub- 
lished in  1650 

Daft,  cracked,  crazy,  wild 

Dansson  tokt,  in  the  wrong 

Deaving,  deafening 

Debinded,  detained 

Dievil's  BUCKIE,  darc-dcvil,  scape- 
grace, an  unmanageable  person 

Deliver,  nimble,  agile 

D^M^Li,  a  quarrel,  disagreement 

De  re  vestiaria,  on  matters  of 
clothing 

Debn,  or  darn,  hidden  or  secret. 

DiAOUL,  devil 

Ding,  to  beat,  surpass,  excel 

Dingle,  to  vibrate,  shake 

DiNMONT,  a  wether  (sheep)  from  the 
first  to  the  second  year 

Disaster  in  Flanders,  the  defeat  of 
the  English,  Dutch,  and  Austrians 
at  Fontenoy  by  the  French,  com- 
manded by  Marshal  Saxe,  on  11th 
May  1745 

Diva  Pecunia,  the  Goddess  of 
Wealth 

Doer,  a  steward,  factor  on  an  estate 

DoG-HEAD,  the  hammer  ofa  gun  lock 

Doil'd,  stupid 

DoRLACH,  portmanteau 

Douglas,  author  of.  John  Home, 
at  first  a  Scottish  clergyman,  after- 
wards private  secretary  to  the  Earl 
of  Bute.     See  Note  28,  p.  541 

Dovering,  dosing,  half  asleep 

Dow,  a  dove 

Dowrr,  dull  and  heavy 

Due  donzelette  oARRULE.two  prat- 
tling damsels 

DuEK,  or  DIRK,  a  short  dagger 

Effeir,  in  fit,  becoming  state, 
fashion 

Eh,  Monsieur  de  Bradwardine, 
AYEZ  LABONTi;,  ctc.  (p.  511),  Comc, 
M.  de  Bradwardine,  be  so  good  as 
to  put  yourself  at  the  head  of  your 
regiment,  for,  by  God,  I  can  do  no 
more 

Eld,  old  men,  antiquity 

Elisos    ouulos,   etc.   (p.  132),  "his 


starting  eyes,  his  throat  blood- 
drained,"  said  of  the  giant  Cacus, 
the  stealer  of  cattle,  when  in  the 
grip  of  Hercules  {^'En.  viii.  261) 

Emetrius.  Cf.  Chaucer's  Knight's 
Tale 

En  MousQUETAiRE.  The  mousquetaire 
companies  formed  the  very  pick 
or  pink  of  the  dashing  army  of 
France,  and  looked  upon  them- 
selves as  irresistible 

Epul^  ad  8ENATUM,  etc.  (p.  95),  the 
banquets  of  the  senators  are  called 
epulas,  the  dinner  of  the  populace 
pranduirn 

Epul*  lautiores,  state  banquets 

Ergastulo,  the  prison  or  house  of 
detention  on  a  feudal  estate 

Et    singula   PR.EDANTUR     ANNI,     the 

years  rob  us  of  one  thing  after 

another 
Etter-cap,  an  ill-humoured  person 
itviTE,  escape 
Exeemed,  exempted 

Feal  and  divot,  the  right  to  cut  turf 

Fendy,  clever  at  devising  expedi- 
ents, full  of  resource 

FiELL,  field  of  battle 

Fin  Macoul,  the  hero  of  Ossian 

Flaccus,  the  cognomen  or  nickname 
of  Horace 

Flee  STICK  i'  the  wa',  Let  bygones 
be  bygones 

Flemit,  driven  away,  put  to  flight 

Flex,  flax,  i.e.  the  cloth 

Fleyt  at,  scolded 

Following,  followers,  retainers 

Foris-familiatkd,  emancipated 
from  parental  authority 

Fungarque  inani  munere,  I  have 
discharged  an  unavailing  office 

Gaberlunzie,  a  professional  or  li- 
censed beggar  (blue-gown),  who 
carried  a  wallet 

Gambadoes,  gaiters,  leggings 

Gardez  l'eau,  a  cry  to  warn  passers- 
by  when  water  was  thrown  from 
the  windows,  the  customary 
method  of  getting  rid  of  dirty 
water  in  Edinburgh  houses  in 
those  days 

Garring,  making,  causing 

Gates,  other,  in  a  different  fashion, 
direction 

Gaudet  equih  et  canibus,  fond  of 
horses  and  dogs 

Gay,  or  gey,  very 


WAVERLET  NOVEIiS. 


GEyEBAL  (drams  beating  the),  the 
morning  signal  to  prepare  for  the 
march 

GiGLET,  a  giddy,  thoughtless  girl 

GiLLFLiRT,  a  light-headed  or  sport- 
ive girl 

GiLLiE-WET-FOOT,  a  bare-footcd 
Highland  lad.  Gillie,  in  general, 
means  a  servant  or  attendant 

GiEMER,  an  ewe  two  years  old 

GiNOE-BBEAD,  ginger-bread 

Girdle,  an  iron  frame  on  which 
girdle  cakes  are  baked 

Gite,  or  GIST,  a  resting-place,  lodg- 
ing-place 

Gled,  a  kite,  falcon 

Gleg  aneich,  quick  enough 

Glisk,  a  glimpse,  glance 

Granino,  groaning 

Grat,  wept 

Greybeard,  a  stone  jar  for  holding 
ale  or  liquor 

Grice,  or  oris,  a  pig 

Gripple,  rapacious,  grasping 

Groats  I. V  kail  (who  get  such),  who 
get  more  than  repaid  in  kind 

Grounsill,  threshold 

GuLPiNs,  silly,  gullible  fellows 

Gusto,  good  taste 

Hack,  a  cattle-rack 

Haodo's  Hole,  a  chapel  in  St.  Giles' 
("atheclral,  so  called  because  Sir 
John  (iordon  of  Iladdo  was  con- 
firie<l  in  it  previous  to  his  trial  and 
exccutifxi  (UUi)  for  liis  pro- 
nouncfs]  hostility  to  the  Scottish 
Estiites 

H.«   TIBI    EBKNT    ARTES,  Ctc.   (p.  5.37), 

Tlii'sf;  nhall  1)6  your  aims:  to  im- 
pose (,'ood  hehaviourdiiriiip  peace, 
to  Sparc  the  conquerp<i,  and  to 
wage  war  upon  such  as  arc 
proud 

Hao,  a  foiling  f>f  copse-wood;  a  rop- 
pi('e 

Haoois,  a  Scotch  pudding,  consist- 
ing of  minced  meat,  with  oat- 
m(.'al,  he<'f-suct,  onions,  etc.,  hoiled 
in  a  skin  l>ng 

Ha  I, LAN.  a  wall  screenini:  tlie  door 
insidf!  a  cottage,  a  |)artilion   wall 

Hanti.k,  iiiiieji,  a  large  quantity 

HAiu>VKMTr.,  a  l)Hllad  composed 
by  Lady  Wardjaw  of  I'itreavie  in 
Fifeshire,  and  j>ul)lislie<l  in  1710, 
which  made  a  verystronir  imj)reH- 
Bion  upon  .Srott  when  ahoy.  "  It 
was,"  he  said,  "the  first  poem   I 


ever  learnt,  the  last  I  shall  ever 
forget" 

Harrow,  an  old  cry  for  help,  an  ex- 
clamation of  distress 

Heck  and  manger,  at,  in  great 
abundance,  prodigally 

Hekship,  plundering,  devastation 

Het  gad,  a  hot  bar,  rod 

HiLDiNG,  a  sorrj',  cowardly  fellow 

HiLL-FOLK,  the  Cameronians  (a  re- 
ligious sect) 

Hirst,  a  shallow  place  in  a  river 

HOULETTE,     LA,     ET    LE    CHALUMKAU, 

the  shepherd^  crook  and  pipe 
(flute) 

Hocnd's-foot  tricks,  rascally,  vil- 
lainous tricks 

Howe  o'  the  Meabns,  the  plain  of 
Kincardineshire 

Humana  perpessi  sumus,  we  have 
cnciured  the  common  lot  of  men 

HruDiKS,  buttocks,  hips 

HuRLEY-nouBE,  a  large  house  in  a 
bad  condition,  almost  ruinous 

HyLAX  in  LIMINE  LATRAT  (  Virg.  Ecl, 

viii.  107),  the  dog  Hylax  at  the 
threshold  begins  to  bark 

Inftkld,  arable  land  on  which  ma- 
nure is  used 
Intromit,  to  interfere  with 

JoGUE,  .ToGi,  or  Yogi,  an  Indian 
ascetic  and  mrndicant 

Jonathan  Wild,  a  thief-taker,  who 
was  iiimself  hanged  atTyburn  for 
housebreaking.  Src  Fielding's 
novel  Jonnthan  Wild 

JoYSOKTiir.  KHP.LL.  A  i)lira8e  bor- 
rowed from  O.ssian  ("  Feast  of 
Shells"),  where  the  heroes  drink 
from  shells 

Kf.mple.  a  heap,  quantity  of  straw 
KrppAdE,  UN<o,  a  terrii)le  passion 
Kittle,  to  tickle;  adj.  ticklish 
Knomiu,f,r,  a  hart  in  its  .second  year 
Kyloeh,  Highland  cattle 

TiAwiMi,  an  inn  reckoning 

lyKAsfNo,  a  lie,  calumniation,  false- 
hood 

TiEAsiNG-MAKiNG,  the  uttcring  of 
seditious  words 

liF.S  COISTUS.MKH  DK    NoRMANDIE,  CtC. 

(iL  I'i't).  Aerordini^to  tlic!  customs 
of  Normandv.  it  is  tin?  man  who 
fiulits  and  w)io  gives  counsel 
TiEHLJ?us.     John  Ivcslcy,  Bishop  of 


GLOSSARY. 


Ross,  the  champion  of  Queen 
Mary,  and  anther  of  a  Latin  his- 
tory of  the  Scottish  people 

Letters  from  the  Highlands  (1726). 
The  book  alludtxl  to  is  Captain  PL 
Burt's  Letters  from  a  Gentleman  in 
the  North  of  Scotland  to  h  is  Friend 
in  London  . . .  begun  in  1726  (1754) 

Letters  of  slains,  letters  acknowl- 
edging that  the  penalty  (fine)  for 
manslaughter  has  been  paid 

Liber  Pater,  Father  Dionysus  or 
Bacchus 

Lie  ( —  pit  and  gallows; — boots). 
The  word  'lie'  is  thus  \ised  in 
some  old  Scottish  legal  documents 
to  call  attention  to  a  word  or 
phrase  that  follows  immediately 
after  in  the  vernacular 

Lightly,  or  lichtlie,  to  undervalue, 
despise 

Ligonier,  Count,  an  English  cav- 
alry officer,  of  Huguenot  descent, 
served  under  Marlborough  and 
was  captured  by  the  French  at  tlie 
battle  of  Lawfeldt  (1747) 

LiMMER,  a  worthless  person,  male  or 
female 

LiNDOR,  the  literary  type  of  the 
amorous  Spaniard,  with  his  guitar, 
serenades,  and  sighings  at  the 
window  of  his  innamorata.  Cf. 
Tlie  Barber  of  Seville 

LooN,  a  term  of  contempt  or  scorn, 
meaning  "  fellow  " 

Luckenbooths,  a  block  of  houses 
and  shops  in  the  High  Street  of 
Edinburgh  alongside  of  St.  Giles' 
Cathedral,  removed  in  1817-18 

LuNziE,  or  i.t'NTiE,  STRING,  a  sort  of 
belt  round  the  loins  or  waist 

Mains,  the  home-farm  and  farm- 
stead, usually  in  the  hands  of  the 
proprietor 

Maist  ewest,  almost  contiguous 

Maist  feck,  the  greater  part 

Maia'ai.-e,  malmsey  wine 

Marchez  donc,  etc.  (p.  410),  March 
then,  for  God's  sake,  for  I  have 
forgotten  the  English  word ;  but 
3'ou  are  fine  fellows,  and  under- 
stand me  well  enough 

Maro,  the  cognomen  or  nickname 
or  Virgil 

Marr  and  Williamson.  A  family 
name^l  Marr  were  all  assassinated 
nt  Ratcliffe  Highway,  London,  on 
8th  December  1811.    The  "William- 


son family  were  murdered  in  the 
same  locality  on  19th  December  of 
the  same  year 

;^^ART,  beef  salted  for  winter  nse 

Mask  (tea),  to  infuse,  make 

Meal-auk,  the  meal  chest 

Memnonia  lex  ;  probably  Lrx 
Memmia.  Cf.  Cicero,  Pro  Sext. 
Roscio  Amerino,  chap.  20 

Merry  Devil  of  Edmonton,  a  popu- 
lar comedy  of  the  17th  century; 
author  not  known 

Merseman,  a  native  of  Merse  or  Ber- 
wickshire. Presumably  Alick  was 
a  native  of  the  village  of  Couding- 
ham  orColdinghamin  thatcounty 

Midden  and  hidden-hole,  a  dung- 
hill 

MisgugqleDj  or  misgoggled,  blun- 
dered, spoilt 

Mister  wight,  an  oddity,  queer 
fellow 

Mon  cceur  volage,  etc.  (p.  102) ,  My 
fickle  heart,  she  said,  is  not  for  yon, 
young  man';  it's  for  a  soldier  with 
a  beard  on  his  chin,  Lon,  Lon, 
Laridon.  Who  wears  a  plume  ia 
his  hat,  red  heels  to  liis  shoes,  who 
plays  on  the  flute,  also  the  violin. 
Lon,  etc. 

Monk,  a  gruesome  romance  (1795) 
by  Matthew  ("  Monk  ")  T^ewis 

Monomachia,  a  single  combat 

Moor  in  the  forest  of  Bohemia. 
Cf.  Schiller's  Robbers,  of  which 
Carl  Moor  is  the  hero 

More,  a  customary  reply  to  a  toast 
in  some  parts  of  Scotland  ;  equiv- 
alent to  '  Let's  have  it  again  " 

Moritur,  et  moriens,  etc.  (p.  487), 
he  is  dying,  and  in  his  death  think* 
upon  his  beloved  Argos 

Morning,  an  early  dram 

Mort,  a  flourish  of  tlie  bugle  inti- 
mating the  death  of  the  game 

Moosted,  or  musted,  powdered 

Mungo  in  the  Padlock.  A  negro 
character  in  I.saao  Bickerstaffe's 
musical  comedy  The  Padlock,  first 
produced  at  Drury  Lane  on  3d 
October  1768 

MuTEMus  CLYPEOR,  ctc.  (p.  99),  Let 
us  exchange  shields  and  adapt  tho 
Greeks'  insignia  for  ourselves 

Naso,  the  cognomen  or  nickname  of 

Ovid 
Nebulones  nequissimi,  these  utterly 

worthless  scoundrels 


WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 


KoLT,  or  noVTT,  black  cattle,  oxen 
KoBTH  Loch,  a  lake  or  morass  that 

occupied   the  hollow  of   Princes 

Street    Gardens,    Edinburgh.      It 

was  drained  in  1820 
KuNCUPATiVE,  oral ;  an  oral  will  hold 

good   if  made  before  the   proper 

witnesses 

Obsidional  crown,  a  chaplet  of 
grass  conferred  by  the  ancient 
Romans  upon  a  soldier  who  raised 
a  siege,  or  successfully  maintainecl 
one 

Old  Palace  Yaep.  at  "Westminster, 
in  which  the  pillory  stood 

Oeooglio.  See  Spen.ser's  Faerie 
Queene,  Book  I.  Canto  viii. 

Orra-time,  occasionally 

Outfield,  land  which,  though  not 
manured,  is  cropped  year  after 
year  until  exhausted 

OuTRECciDANCE,  ovcrwecning  pride 
or  presumption 

OUTfiKJHT    AND    INSIGHT    PLENISHING, 

goods  that  belong  to  the  outside 
and   the  inside  of  the  house  re- 
spectively 
O  vors,  Qri   BUTEZ,  etc.  (p.  188),  0 

?re  who  drink  in  full  cups  at  this 
lappy  source,  on  wliose  margin 
there  is  nothing  to  see  save  some 
wretchc<l  Hocks,  followe<l  by  vil- 
lage nymphs,  whf)  barefoot  drive 
them  on  l)ffore  them 
Oyer  andTkuminer,  com.misfion  of, 
a  court  fif  judges  and  assize,  with 
a.ssistant  commissioners  and  a 
grand  jury,  niypointed  to  inquire 
into,  to  Jiiar  (oi/rr)  and  determine 
(t/Twiurr),  througji  a  petty  jury. 
all  fa.ses  of  treason,  felony,  and 
misdemeanour  within  tlic  juris- 
diction prescribed  by  thecoramis- 
bIoii 

Pa',  paw  ;  i>re8umalily  for  sword 

Paituk  K,  a  partridge 

Palinode,  in  Hcf)tM  law,  a  sob-mn 

recantation  or  witlnlrawal 
Panoed,  cramnieil.  (ille<l 
pARMi  T.r.M  AVKioLFJ*,  otc.  (p.  4(M),  a 

one-eyid  nuin  is  a  king  amongst 

the  blind 

PARTRIIKJK,  THE   RAF'IENT,  HPFVant   to 

Tom  .If»n<s  in  Fielrllng's  novel  of 

that  name 
Pawnikh.  peacocks 
Pbcuhum,  private  property 


Peel-house,  a  fortified  tower 

Pendicles,  a  piece  of  ground  let  off 
a  farm  to  another  tenant 

Phrenesiac,  disordered  in  mind 

Piaffed,  strutted 

Pingled,  to  be  caused  anxiety,  care, 
labour 

Pinners,  a  head-dress  for  women, 
with  lappets  pinned  to  the  breast 

Pis-aller,  last  resource,  makeshift 

Pit.  Female  criminals  were  not 
hanged  in  Scotland  in  earlv  days, 
but  were  drowned  in  a  pit 

Plack,  a  Scotch  copper  coin,  worth 
Jd  of  a  penny  English 

Plough-sock,  ploughshare 

Ploy,  feast,  sport,  frolic,  entertain- 
ment 

PocPLUM  potatorium,  a  drinking- 
cup 

Potting  A  R,  a  cook 

Powtering,  pottering,  groping.rum- 
maging 

Procul  a  patrkk  finibus,  at  a  great 
distance  from  his  native  country 

Pr6ner,  to  praise  or  extol  in  an  ex- 
travagant manner 

PnosAPiA,  a  race,  lineage 

Pier  (or  rather  juvenis),  etc.  (p. 
ll(i),  a  boy  (or  rather  youth)  of 
promise  and  of  parts 

Que  diable,  etc.  (p.  398),  What  on 
earth  was  he  doing  in  that  galley 
at  all?  See  Molifere,  Fmtrberies  de 
Sc'ijtin 

Qu'estceqi'e  vocs  appellez  visage, 
Monsieur?  What  is  the  word  for 
vi,i<igi\  sir? 

Quintain,  running  at  the,  tilting 
on  foot  at  a  square  board 

RECEPTf)  AMiro,  after  greeting  or  re- 
ceiving a  fri«'nd 

Ue<  iik.at,  in  bunting,  the  signal  of 
recall  from  thocba.se 

Rectus  in  cuuia,  acquitted  by  the 
court 

Redding,  parting  the  combatants 

Kekok.madokx,  or  refoumed  offi- 
cers, ofllciTM  who  wore  deprived 
f>f  a  coniinand,  though  they  re- 
faine<l  their  rank,  and  sometimes 
their  ]>ay 

Rkif,  rf)l)hery 

Hkt«fj<,  brushwood 

Kfmx'ation,  rcnownl  of  n  lease 

Resiling,  drawing  back,  with* 
drawing 


GLOSSARY. 


Rks  vestiaria,  clothing,  dress 
R1QQ8,  ploughed  fields 
B.1NTHEBKOUTS,  vagabonds,  vagrants 
Risu  SOLVUNTUBTABUL.E,  the  wliole 

thing  ended  in  a  laugh 
Kite  et  solenniter  acta  et  pebacta, 

performed  with  all  due  and  fitting 

ceremonies 
RoKELAY,  a  short  cloak 
RoBY  Dall,  or  Roderick  Morison, 

was  harper  and  bard  to  the  family 

of  Macleod  of  Macleod  in  Queen 

Anne's  reign 
Kow'd,  rolled,  wrapped 
RowT,  cried  out  loud 
RoTNisH,  orEoiNisH.  mean,  paltry 
BuDAS  LOON,  a  rude,  bold  fellow 
BuwT,  an  old  cow 

8ain,  to  bless 

8air  cloub,  a  big  bump,  wound,  in- 
dentation 

Salvatob,  i.  e.  the  painter  Salvator 
Rosa 

8abk,  a  shirt 

Saviola,  Vincent.  Vincentio  Sa- 
viola  was  an  authority  on  the 
management  of  weapons  in  the 
duel,  as  laid  down  in  a  book  (Eng. 
trans.)  entitled  V.  Saviolo,  his 
Practice  (Lond.  1595) 

Bat  (of  the  deer),  a  sample,  taste 

BcHELLTTM,  a  low,  worthless  fellow 

Bchmibschitz'bPandoubs.  ThePan- 
dours  were  irregular  Hungarian 
soldiers  who  made  their  name 
notorious  by  their  rapine  and 
cruelty  in  Bavaria  during  the  war 
of  the  Austrian  iSuccession 

SooDPiNQ,  running,  leaping 

BCKOLI,    FOB  A   PLACE  THE  SHEET,    tO 

copy   manuscript  for    a   farthing 

(properly  Jd  penny)  a  sheet 
Beannachie,  a  Highland  genealogist 

or  bard 
Belma.    See  Poems  of  Ossian,  "  Songs 

of  Selraa" 
Beeboniax  bog,  a  morass  in  Egypt, 

eastward  of  the  Nile  delta 
Bebvabit    odoeem    testa    diu,  the 

cask  smacks  for  a  long  time  of 

what  it  has  contained 
Bhangs  a  BEOQ8,(put)  shackles  round 

the  feet 
Bhilpit,  weak,  insipid 
81  DIKE  BOY,  red  soldiers,  government 

troops 
Bike,  a  brook,  rill 
8kio,  nothing  at  all 


Sliver,  to  slice,  cut  in  long,  thia 

pieces 
Smeaeing-housc,    a  but  In  which 

sheep  were  smeared  or  salved,  or 

rubbed  with  a  liquid  dressing 
Smoky,  suspicious  of  a  trick 
Sopite,  to  set  at  rest,  settle,  a  Scots 

law  term 
SoENAB,  or  BOENER,  a  sturdy  beggar ; 

one  who  exacts  lodgings  and  vic- 
tuals almost  by  force 
Sorted,  agreed,  put  in  proper  order 

or  condition 
So  WENS,  a  kind  of  gruel  made  from 

the  soured  siftings  of  oatmeal 
Speibings,  information 
Speack,  lively,  animated 
Sprecheey,  insignificant  movables, 

supposed  to  have  been  collected 

in  a  raid 
Spdlzie,  or  sPtTLYiE,  spoil,  booty 
Spung'd,  picked.    Spunge  =  to  pick 

a  man's  pocket 
Stagshawbank,  a  Border  fair  and 

merry-making 
Rtieve,  inflexible,  obstinate 
Stikk,  a  steer,  young  bullock 
Stoob  carle,  a  strong,  robust  fellow 
Stot,  a  bullock  or  ox  three  years  oU) 
Stoup,  or  STOOP,  a  support. 
Stouteeif,  theft  by  violence 
Streek  doon,  to  stretch  oneself 
Swallow    the    attoeney.      See 

Crabbe's  Borough  (1810),  Letter  vi. 
Syboes,  young  onions 

Taiglit,  fatigued,  tired 

Taillie,  a  covenant,  a  species  of 

entail 
Taishate,  a  Highland  seer,  a  man 

gifted  with  second-sight 
Taskee,  a  thresherof  grain,  areajper 
Tayout,  a  corruption   of  Tailliert' 

hors,  equivalent  to  tally  ho 
Teil,  or  DEiL,  devil 
Teinds.  tithes 
Teiecelets,  male  falcons 
Tentamina,  first  attempts 
Thole,  to  endure,  bear,  sufifer 
TiiBAW,  a  twist,  a  wrencli 
Theeepit,  asserted  with  energy 
Theoughganging,  exhibiting  showy 

action  (of  a  horse) 
Tighearna,  the  lord,  chieftain 
TiEBrviES,  fits  of  passion 
T0CHERLE88,  portionless,  dowerle« 
Toy,  a  cap 
TBACARfiEBiE,    cavilling,   Bhuffling, 

double-dealing 


WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 


Tbashep,  held  back  by  a  leash  or 
collar ;  to  abuse 

Trindling   trundling,  trotting 

Trip  TO  THE  Jubilee;  or.  The  Con- 
stant Couple,  a  comedy  by  G. 
Farquhar,  written  in  1699 

TuiLZiE,  a  skirmish,  fight 

Tdme,  empty 

Udolpho,  Mrs.  Radcliffe's  romance 
of  17i>t 

Umphraville.  See  Henry  Macken- 
zie's papers  in  The  Lounger 

Umwhile,  or  Umqdhile,  late,  de- 
ceased 

Unsonsy,  unlucky 

Upsey-frees  {i.e.  a  kind  of  strong 
ale).    The  name  of  a  tune 

Vaiselle,  or  vaisselle,  dishes  and 

plates 
VALf»MBRO.sA,  meaning  the  Valley  of 

I^eafy    Shade,    was    a    celebrated 

monastery  in  a  wild  region  not  far 

from   I-'lorence  in  Italy.      Comp. 

Mihon's  Paradise  />).<!<,  Book  I. 
Vexy,  or  venue,  a  bout,  round 
ViNi'M  LocuTUM  EST,  it  was  the  wine 

that  spoke 
ViNTM  PRiMiE  soT^,  wiuc  of  thebcst 

hrauil 
Vita    AnmrmRANTE,    all    his   pre- 

vio\is  life  up  to  this  day 
VivKRH,  victuals,  provisiona 


Vix  EA  NOSTRA  vooo,  these  things  are 
scarce  for  us 

Wadset,  the  deed  alienating  prop- 
erty to  a  creditor 

Wanchancy,  unlucky,  dangerous 

Weising,  guiding,  directing,  in- 
clining 

Wellaway,  an  old  cry  for  help,  an 
exclamation  of  distress 

We^st.moreland  statesman,  a  yeo- 
man of  Westmoreland 

Whin  bits  o'  bcahted  paper,  a  few 
pieces  of  scribbled  paper 

WiiiNGEiNG,  whining 

White's,  a  London  club,  in  St. 
James's  Street,  noted  for  high 
play 

Whitson-trtst,  a  Border  fair  ana 
merry-makine:,  held  on  a  hill  two 
miles  from  Wooler  in  Northum- 
berland 

Will  Wimble,  a  personage  in  Ths 
Spectator 

WisKE,  to  make  a  quick  stroke, 
brandish 

Wi'  THE  malt  abunethemkai^  half- 
seas  over 

WuDE  Willie  Grime,  having,  it  is 
said,  shot  a  trespasser  tm  his  land, 
was  acquitte<l  by  the  jury  on  tht 
ground  of  madness 

Yate,  ^ate 


INDEX. 


Aberchomby,  Mr.,  537 

Alexander  the  Corrector,  11 

Alice  Bean  Lean.    See  Bean  Lean, 

A_licG 
Alick    Polwarth,  Waverley's     ser- 
vant, 405 
Ambry,  282 

Amhurst,  Nicholas,  532 
And  did  you  not  hear,  527 
Anderson  of  Whitburgh,  543 
I  Andrea  de  Ferrara,  546 
I  Arthur's  Seat,  329;  Scott's  youthfiU 
I    rambles  on,  12  „      » 

'Authorship    of    Wuverley,   19.     bee 
I      Waverley 
Awake  on  your  hills,  187 

Ball  at  Holybood,  320 

Ballenkeiroch,  171,  352 

Bally-Brough,  pass  of  141 

Balmawhapple,  Laird  of,  95;  quar- 
rel at  Luckie  Macleary's,  104; 
apology  to  Waverley,  108 ;  escorts 
Waverley  from  Doune,  295 ;  jn- 
sults  the  garrison  of  Stirling 
Castle,  298  ;  death  of,  350.  545 

Ban  and  Buscar,  Bradwardine's 
dogs,  110.  448,  495 

Ban-dog,  520 

Banl  of  Glennaqnoich,  172 

Bean  Lean.  Alice,  151 ;  in  the  hut, 
284;  delivers  up  Waverley's  pa- 
pers, 286 

Bean  Lean,  Donald,  146;  raid  on 
Gilliewhackit,  157  ;  intrigues  with 
Waverley's  seal.  373 ;  end  and  con- 
fession, 435 

Bear,  the  Blessed.  98  ;  restored,  603 ; 
prototype  of,  535 

Beaujeu,  Count  de.  410 

Been  out,  to  have,  541 

Bickers,  529  „  ^„„ 

Black-mail,  Highland,  130,  133,  536 

Bodach  Glas,  416,  48.5 

Boots,  service  of  by  Bradwardine, 
353,365 

38 


Bradshaigh  legend,  532 

Bradwardine,  Baron,  71,  92;  re- 
ceives Waverley,  93  ;  his  taste  in 
literature,  114 ;  the  barony  in  male- 
fief,  125;  lauded  by  Flora,  189: 
greets  Waverley  at  Holyrood,311; 
conducts  evening  service  before 
battle,  343;  dilemma  about  the 
service  of  boots,  353,  305 ;  his  hid- 
ing-place, 455 ;  is  pardoned, 471 ; 
recovers  the  Blessed  Bear,  503 

Bradwardine,  Rose,  91 ;  her  private 
apartments  at  Tully-Veolan,  116 ; 
described  by  Flora,  190 ;  her  letter 
to  Waverley,  226;  at  Holyrood, 
321 ;  her  interest  in  Waverley,  326 ; 
her  assistance  to  him  at  Caim- 
vreckan,  456 

Bridal  song,  527 

BuUsegg  of  Killancureit,  96 

But  follow,  follow  me,  447 

Byron  and  the  authorship  of  Ira* 
verley,  23 

Caiknvreckan.  242  , 

Galium  Beg,  200  ;  accompanies  Wa- 
verley, 232;  in  Edinburgh,  314; 
fires  at  Waverley,  406 ;  struck  by 
Fergus,  407  ;  his  death,  424 

Caraeronians,  268 

Cannon,  in  Highland  army,  333, 54i 

Canongate,  Waverley's  lodgings  in, 
308 ;  Waverley  returns  to,  441 

Canting  heraldry,  123,  536 

Carlisle,  Mac-Ivor  and  Waverley  at, 
483 

Caterans,  130.  538 

Cathleen's  song,  188 

Cattle-lifting,  Highlanders'  ideas  on, 

157 
Cave  of  Donald  Bean  Lean,  146,  149 
Charles  Edward.  -See  Prince  Charles 
Chief,  Highland,  a  typical,  140  -hos- 
pitality required  from.  163;  devo- 
tion of  followers  to,  478 
Clans,  Highland,  encamped  at  Edin- 


WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 


bnrgh,  330 ;  how  armed,  333 ;  he- 
lots among,  332  ;  at  Preatoiipans, 
340 

Clifton,  skirmish  at.  419,  549 

Conan  the  jester,  540 

Cope,  (xeneral,  305 

Creagh  on  Tully-Veolan,  129 

Crieff,  kind  gallows  of,  538 

Cniikshanks,  Ebenezer,  234,  249 

Dark  hag,  92 

Deasil,  196 

Dirk,  oath  upon,  551 

Donald  Beau  Lean,    See  Bean  Lean, 

Donald 
Doune  Castle,  292, 641 
Doutelle,  316 

Drumming  the  119th  Psalm,  271 
Duchran,  meeting  at,  473 
Dyer's  Weekly  Letter.  532 

Emblem  of  England's  ancient  faith, 

239 
Eniierdale,  Lord  of,  a  fragment,  607 
Episcopal  clergy  in  Scotland,  96,535 
Erxkino,  Rev.  John,  D.I)..  ^17 
Evan  Dim.    See  Maccombich 

Falconeb.     Sec  Balmawhapple 
Falsi!  love,  and  hast  thou  played  me 

thiis?«rt 
Fergus.     See  Mac-Ivor,  Fergn.s 
Fifteen,  the,  Scottish  judges,  290 
Fhx^kliart,  Widow,  315;    her  recep- 

tinti  of  \Vaverley,441 
Flora.    Sec  Mac-Ivor,  Flora 
Forfeited  estates,  538 

Gakijo  language,  176,387;  poetry, 
J75,  180;  l<,aHts    171 

Gardiner.  Colonel,  78;  hi.s  flrnt  let- 
ter to  Wav<!rley,  128;  orders  Wa- 
verley  to  return,  2<t7;  lii.s  conver- 
Bion.  533;  his  fall  at  PrcHtoii,  3-10, 
644 

Oellatley,  David,  88,  llo;  iit  fdcu- 
naf|iioifh,  225;  among  (lie  riiiuK 
of  Tuliy-Veolan,  •\V\\  in  new 
clothes,  49*; 

Oellntlcy.  .Tniu-t,  act  used  of  witch- 
craft, 120;  Jier  utorics  abciul  Da- 
vie, 451 ;  lur  explanations  to  Wa- 
verlfv,  A'A\ 

Oilfillan.  r.irtcd,  260,  273;  Burpriscd 
on  \ho  march.  280 

Oilliewhackit,  carried  off  by  Bean 
Ix-an,   1.">7.  Tu'A 

Olamis  Ca.stle,  536 


Glennaquoich.    See  Mac-Iror,  Peff* 

gus 
Glennaquoich  House,  166;  banquet 

at,  168 ;  glen  of,  182 ;  waterfall  at, 

183 
Go  out,  to,  541 
Green-b  reeks,  530 

Hail  to  thee,  thou  holy  herb,  197 
Helots  amongst  Highland  clans,  33t 
Hie  awav,  hie  away,  112 
Highland  banciuet,  168,  539 

chief,  140 

discipline,  539 

hospitality,  169 

leech,  196 

policy,  538 

politeness,  233 

simplicity,  351,  .'S46 

superstitions,  196,  416 

surgery,  196 
Highlanders,   at    Edinburgh,   390; 

march  into  England,  398 
Hill-folk,  270,277 
Holyrood,   Waverley's    arrival  aL 

300  ;  ball  at,  320 
Home,  John,  escape  of,  541 
Houghton,  Sergeant,  2'^3  ;  found  dy- 
ing, .336;    incited  to  mutiny   vf 
Ruthven,  372 
Hunting  match,  540 

Ian  nan  Chaistel,  162 

Innocent,  a  Scotcli,  91 

Inns,  Scottish,  533 

Invcrnahyle,  Stewart  of,  31 

Irish  ofhcers  in  the  rretender'a  •^ 

my,  541,548 
Irving  and  Scott,  12 

JAnoiuTi-,s,  KngliKh,  542;  Sox)tt's  a(V 
(luaiiitauce  wKlj  Scottish,  16,  8S; 
(lisimioti  miKiiigst,  542 

James  of  the  Needle,  8f)8,  .314 

Janet,  old,  28'1.  iSm  also  Gdlatle^, 
Jaiicf, 

Jesters,  510,  525,  52.") 

Jiiiker.  Lieut.,  2;t6 

Jopson.  Cieely,  421,  428 

.FnpsDti,  .Taool),  421 

Kiti  wfiKKiT,  Laird  of  95 
Kind  gallows  ofCrii-fr.  KW 
King's  Park,  Edinburgh,  380 

T/A>fTrHN  MaoFa blank's,  640 

Lillilnilero,  .■'■1!t 

Lindsay  of  IMtacottle,  quoted,  196 


INDEX. 


Little  Vcolan,  462 
Lochaber-axe,  537 
Luckie  Macleary's  inn,  100 

Maccombich,  Evan  Dhu,  at  TuUy- 
Veolan,  137  ;  in  Edinburgh,  315. 
389 ;  warns  Waverley,  405 ;  offers 
to  die  for  Fergus,  478 

Mac-Farlane's  Lantern,  540 

Mac-Ivor,  Fergus,  130,  160;  his  an- 
cestors, 162 ;  compared  with  his 
sister,  174 ;  at  the  waterfall,  187 ; 
tempts  Waverley,  210,  217 ;  at  Ho- 
lyrood,  301;  quarrels  with  Waver- 
ley. 402,  406  ;  sees  the  I?odach 
Glaa,  416,  485  ;  at  Clifton,  420 ;  his 
trial,  476 ;  last  interview  with 
Waverlev,  483 ;  execution  of,  487 

Mac-Ivor,  Flora,  132,  174  ;  her  first 
interview  with  Waverley,  178  ;  at 
the  waterfall,  183 ;  declines  Wa- 
verley's  suit,  221 ;  at  Holyrood, 
321;  accidentally  wounded,  367; 
her  last  interview  with  Waverley. 
480 

Macleary,  Liickie,  100 

Mac-Murrough,  the  bard,  172] 

Mac-Vicar's  prayer  for  Prince 
Charles,  366 

Mac-Wheeble,  73,  97;  in  Edin- 
burgh, 316;  on  the  service  of 
boots,  354 ;  at  his  own  house,  463 ; 
reads  tbe  assignation  of  TuUy- 
Veolan,  499 

Mahony,  Dugald,  140;  guards  Col- 
onel Talbot,  356 ;  loss  of  his  arm, 
442 

Melville,  Major,  248;  his  advice  to 
Gifted  GilfiUan,  274 

Mirkwood  Mere,  67 

Mon  coeur  volage,  102 

Morton,  Rev.  Mr.,  247;  intercedes 
for  Waverley.  262  ;  visits  Waver- 
ley in  confinement.  265 

Muckle wrath,  the  smith,  242;  his 
spouse,  243 

Nosebag.  Mrs.,  428,  433,  504 
Now,  gentle  readers,  36 

Oath  upon  the  dirk,  5.51 
Oggam  hieroglyphic,  230 
On  Hallow-Mass  Eve,  119 
O  vous,  qui  buvez.  188 

Paui,  Jones  in  Firth  of  Forth,  84 
Pe<llar.  the  Scottish,  277 
Pembroke,  Waverley's  tutor,  51,  63, 
74  ;  his  literary  works,  75  ;  his  let- 


ter to  Edward   in  Scotland,  203 ; 
in  the  Priest's  Hole,  491 
Pinkie  House,  362 
Polonaise,  worn  by  Scotch  boys,  196 
Pork  abhorred  by  Scotch,  539 
Prestonpans,  battlefield  of,  339 ;  bat- 

fle  of,  345 
Priest's  Hole,  491 

Prince  Charles,  at  Holyrood,  302, 
323;  march  of  his  army  from 
Edinburgh.  328 ;  at  Prestonpans, 
345. 543.  546 ;  separates  Fergus  and 
Waverley,  409 ;  imputation  upon 
his  courage,  543  ;  upon  his  charac- 
ter. 546 

QuEENHOo  Hall,  17,  518 

Rachel,  Aunt,  49,  54 ;  her  letter  to 

Waverley,  203 
Ragged  Robins,  519 
Rhymer,  Thomas  the,  509 
Robertson,  Rev.  Dr.,  247 
Rob  Roy,  537 
Rubrick,  tlie  clergyman,  96,  98,  494, 

503 
Ruthven,   Will,   253,   371.     See  also 

Bean  Lean 

St.  .Tohnstone's  Tippet,  542 
St.  Swithin's  Chair,  119 
Saunderson,  Saunders,  89,  98 
School-days,  I  anecdote    of   Scott's, 

529 
Scotland  after  1745,  505 
Scott,  Thomas,  as  reputed  author  of 

Waverley,  25 
Second-sighted  persons,  148 
Shemus  an  Snachad,  308,  314 
Sidicr  Dhu,  156,  537 

Roy,  143,  157.  537 
Skene-occle,  237 
Sliochd  nan  Ivor,  162 
Spontoon,  Colonel  Talbot's  servant, 

433 
Stag-hunt,  192 ;  in  Braemar  Forest, 

198,  540 
Stag's  horn,  wound  fl"om.  196 
Stanley.    Frank,   431 ;    at  Hunting- 
don. 439;  at  Waverley's  wedding, 

494 
Stewart,  governor  of  Doune  Castle, 

293 
Stewart  of  Invernahyle,  31 
Stirling  Castle,  298 
Stirrup-cup,  5.35 
Strutt,  Joseph,  17 
Stuhhs,  Miss  Cecilia  62 
Superstitions,  Highland,  196,  416 


WAVERLEY  NOVELS. 


Talbot,  Colonel,  Waverley's  pris- 
oner, 349 ;  character  and  opinions 
of,  374,  397 ;  hears  bad  news  from 
home,  391 ;  returns  home,  398 ; 
receives  Waverley  in  London,  431; 
letter  to  Waverley  about  pardons, 
467;  atTuUy-Veolan,  497 

lalbot,  Lady  Emily,  391;  in  Lon- 
don, 431 ;  at  TuUy-Veolan,  497 

The  Highlandmen  are  pretty  men, 
543 

There  is  mist  on  the  mountain,  185 

They  came  upon  us  in  the  night,  448 

Thomas  the  Khymer,  609; 

Tinchel,  driving  deer,  194 

Title  of  Waverley,  choice  of,  39 

Titus  Livius,  anecdote  about,  532 

To  an  oak-tree,  239 

Tomanrait,  200 

Town  in  Scotland,  90 

Trot-cozy,  240 

Tully-Veolan.  See  Bradwardine, 
Baron  of 

Tally-Veolan,  village,  SO;  manor- 
house,  84 ;  garden,  87  ;  creagh  on, 
129;  desolation  of,  after  war.  445; 
festivities  at,  495 ;  prototype  of,  534 

,Twigtythe,  Rev.  Mr.,  427 

XTaimii  an  Ri,  or  the  King's  Cavern, 

150, 155 
Ubeda,  Francisco  de,  IGl 

Vknison  of  the  roc  and  dcor,  110 
Vich  Ian  Vohr.     Hce  Mac-Ivor,  Fer- 
gus 
Von  Eulen,  Journal  of,  517 

Wakkx,  lords  and  ladies  gay,  519 
Washing  scene  at  Tully-Vi-uhin,  H7 
Waterfall      at    Glennaquoich,   I8.'i, 

5J0 
Waverln/,  history  of  its  composition, 
17;  authf)rship  of,  19;  clioice  of 
title  f..r,  :V.) 
Wavf-rley,  Edwnnl,  his  first  inter- 
vitnv  with  SjrEvcrard,  50;  tKluca- 
tion  of,  51  ;  his  ntirestors,  57 ;  gfls 
a  rommission,  I'A ;  goes  to  Scot- 
land, 77;  reception  at  Tully-Veo- 


lan, 80,  89;   journey  to  Glenna- 
quoich,  139;   visits   Bean    Lean's 
cave,  150 ;  loss    of   his    seal,  191 ; 
wounded    in    stag-hunt,   196 ;  re- 
ceives   letters    at    Glennaquoich, 
202 ;    cashiered    and  resigns,  209  ; 
wooes  Flora,  214 ;  meeting   with 
Flora  at  the  waterfall,  219  j  leaves 
Glennaquoich,    232 ;    detained   at 
Cairnvreckan,  242 ;   examined  be- 
fore Major  Melville,  248;  rescued 
from  GilfiUan,  280 ;  detained  in  the 
hut,    282;    nocturnal    adventure, 
288 ;  arrives  at  Doune  Castle,  292 ; 
escorted  to  Edinburgh,  295;  pre- 
sented to  Prince  Charles  Edward, 
302 ;  embraces  his  cause,  303 ;  as- 
sumes the  Mac-Ivor  tartan,  309; 
repulsed  by  Flora  at  Holyrood, 
326 ;  saves  Colonel  Talbot  at  Pres- 
ton, 349  ;  learns  of  the  plotagainst 
him,    370 ;    turns    his    affections 
towards   Rose  Bradwardine.  386; 
quarrels  with  Mac-Ivor,  402,  408; 
attempt  to  assassinate  him,  406; 
separated      from     the    Highland 
army  at  Clifton,  420 ;  sheltered  by 
Jopson,   422 ;  journey  to  London, 
426;  return   to  Scotland,  440;  ex- 
planation of  past  events,  456 ;  pro- 
poses for  Rose  Bradwardine,  471 ; 
an  accepted    suitor,  474;  at   Car- 
lisle, 476;    last   interview    with 
Flora,  480;  with  Fergus,  483;  re- 
turn   to  Waverley-IIonour,    490; 
wedding  at  Tully-Veolan,  494 
Waverley,   Sir  Everard,  his  court- 
ship,  47;    parting  advice  to    his 
nephew,  70;  letter  to  his  nephew, 
2fl5 
Waverley,    Richard,    estrangement 
of  from  liis  brother,  43  ;  intrigues 
and  fall  of,  203;  death  of,  427 
Williams.  Edward.  422 
Wilv  Will.     Srr  Riithven 
Witlbcraft  in  Hrothind.  120.  ,5.36 
Wogmi,  (Captain  2.'W  ;  verses  on  his 
grave-,  230 

YouNO  men  will  love  thee,  122 


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